Lady Kim's eyes, sharp as polished jade, measured Kent from head to toe. She was tall, her robes of silver-white radiating authority, and behind her stood several cold-faced disciples of Celestial Light Mountain. She flicked her sleeve, and a folded set of white-and-gold robes, a disciple's token, and a small storage ring floated toward Kent.
"These belong to you now," she said. Her tone was polite enough, but her expression was distant, detached, as though speaking to a stranger she would soon forget.
Kent accepted the items without change in expression.
Then, Lady Kim's gaze hardened. "Golden Heir or not, here you are a disciple like any other. Today you begin. Your task is simple: clean all the locusts that are damaging the herbal plantations of our mountain. Every day you must complete this task before you are allowed to attend the classes for learning. Fail, and you will not set foot in lecture halls."
