After being treated, Fang Huolin was guided to the Vice General's office by an attendant.
The attendant, a Mana Foundation Magus, couldn't help but sneak several glances at the brave warrior who had slain Yorihiko Tsuitsui in today's battle.
How is he able to see with those bandages around his head? He wondered.
"I can hear the sound of your footsteps," Fang Huolin murmured. "That's enough for me to find direction."
The attendant shuddered. "S-sorry, sir! I didn't mean to—"
"Kid," Fang Huloin interrupted him. "How old are you?"
The pair entered the Wall, then the attendant guided the man through a series of complex corridors and stairs.
The youth nervously answered, "I just turned eighteen, sir."
Fang Huolin sighed. "And why did you join the Tiesha Tang?"
The attendant tilted his head, slightly puzzled. "They give food and water, and a place to sleep. I, uh… I suppose that's enough for someone like me to join."
