The next morning, Bai Ziyue was stopped by the same young miscellaneous disciple as last time and brought to the front hall.
This time, he specifically asked for the young man's name and found out he was Liu Heng, who seemed to be the biological nephew of Sect Leader Liu Dong. Due to insufficient martial arts talent, he could only become a miscellaneous disciple.
However, no one in the sect dared to look down on him.
Sect Leader Liu Dong had already prepared suitable attire for him: a finely made white robe and a small military officer's hat, which made him look exceptionally handsome, like a wealthy young master.
"Not bad, doesn't make me lose face."
Liu Dong nodded and called out, leading the way forward.
A carriage was already waiting at the door, Bai Ziyue followed his master onto the carriage, and soon Liu Heng's voice rang out, and the carriage moved toward the restaurant.
"You should start practicing martial arts now, what do you have?"
