Di Shen frowned and looked at the scholar in front of him, feeling a sense of difficulty.
To walk the sacred grounds of the Heaven Sect with such a flawed martial arts style, he could not simply be a reckless fool.
If the scholar in front of him today thought he could rely on a master to force compliance, that would be easy to resolve, as Wushen Mountain was his backing.
But if he were expelled without following the law, it would truly be humiliating.
Of course, it would not be Wushen Mountain that would be humiliated; as the source of martial arts in Xiehe, the greatness of the sect had already been etched in time, and it would be him who would be mocked.
There had been walking practices for a thousand years, and never had there been an instance of a visitor being expelled. If Di Shen became the first, he would undoubtedly be labeled incompetent.
He didn't care how outsiders evaluated him, but this time, he had come to Xiling with other tasks.
