Wang Zongsheng hurriedly shrank his neck and gave the surrounding senior and junior brothers an awkward laugh. "Hehe~ Mistaken identity, mistaken identity."
Meanwhile, he was groaning inwardly.
Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, did you have to set me up like this? I'd only just joined the Mystic Ice Hall lineage, and you were already coming to kick down its doors. How was your nephew supposed to get by here afterward?
Fortunately, no one was paying attention to Wang Zongsheng, so he muddled through the moment.
In the sky, Master Changchun stroked his beard. The more he looked at Wang Shouzhe, the more pleasing he found him. "Junior Sister Binglan, what do you think of this new disciple I've taken in?"
His tone carried undisguised pride.
Master Binglan's gaze was cold as ice. "His looks are passable, and at such a young age, he has already reached the Spirit Platform Realm. He is far stronger than you were back then. As for how much real skill he has, that remains to be seen. Still, if he can make you so smug, this boy must have some ability. Hmph~ I shall wait and see."
"Haha~ Junior Sister Binglan will see soon enough." Master Changchun smiled with slight pride. "I believe he will certainly give Junior Sister a surprise today."
He knew that his Junior Sister Binglan had been a face-con her entire life. The core disciples and personal disciples she accepted were all exceptionally good-looking.
Master Binglan sipped her spirit tea and could not be bothered to respond to him any longer.
She turned to Fang You'an instead. "You'an, make the arrangements."
"Yes, Master."
Fang You'an answered respectfully. Then, sweeping his gaze across the Mystic Ice Hall disciples, he said gently, "Which junior brother was responsible for recruiting new disciples this time? Were