Han Yu stepped out of the External Alchemy Hall with the same cold expression that Ju Fan would have worn.
But inside, he was buzzing with anticipation. His hands almost trembled with excitement, but to others it seemed like he was fuming with anger instead.
He could feel the future profit rolling toward him like a tide. Still, he had to remain calm. He had to appear like a clueless brute trying his hand at alchemy for the first time. If he acted excited, people might wonder why.
So he kept his posture stiff and indifferent as he made his way down the path and toward the Fifth Rib Peak, ignoring passing disciples and the chaotic noises around him.
Some of the sect members were shouting at each other in the distance. Others were sparring. A few stood around watching fights break out for no reason. This sect was wild and unpredictable, which only made blending in easier.
He reached his cave eventually and saw his newly bought furniture stacked outside.
