"Alright, that's all for today. You're all dismissed."
Hua Guangcan waved his hand, and the crowd of New Disciples dispersed, whispering amongst themselves.
After collecting his Cinnabar from a Skill Transmission Disciple and eating dinner, Zhao Xuanqi walked back toward his room.
During this time, no other disciples came to chat with him. They just pointed and stared from a distance.
After all, these New Disciples couldn't see the changes in his True Essence Skill. They just thought he'd gotten lucky and had a bit of a knack for drawing Techniques.
But that alone wasn't enough. The man also carried a great deal of trouble with him.
As Zhao Xuanqi walked along the path, five figures suddenly blocked his way. The leader of the group was tall with sharp, masculine features. A playful smirk hung on his face as he strode toward Zhao Xuanqi. He slung an arm around his shoulders as if they were old friends. Who else could it be but Zuo Dongrui?
