"To be honest, not only does my little sister have a disability, but so does my second younger brother. If Mr. Chengying believes we are unworthy to join the Shadow-accepting Sword Sect, we will leave at once."
"Wait! How could my Shadow-accepting Sword Sect be so intolerant?"
Mr. Chengying then turned to You Su, "Your younger brother neither mute nor missing any limbs—what kind of disability does he have?"
Noticing he had shifted Mr. Chengying's attention, He Kongyue continued:
"My younger brother is visually impaired, congenitally blind."
"Blind?!"
Mr. Chengying was very surprised, his wide-open mouth revealing a row of yellowed, imperfect teeth.
Being mute doesn't matter much when practicing swordsmanship, but blindness is a major concern. Even this Sword Dao Venerable, famous for a thousand years, stared at You Su like he was examining a rare treasure.
"Indeed, if Mr. Chengying doesn't believe me, you can test it."
