January 13, 2018
Early morning, Shen Family Outer Courtyard, in a circular training arena, nearly a hundred young boys and girls of varying ages stood in neat rows, facing the morning sun.
And facing away from the sun, with a halo as if descended from an Immortal Venerable, was the scar-faced instructor.
The atmosphere in the field was solemn and silent, everyone remained speechless and motionless.
At the back, Shen Qingming was protesting to Wang Jiu through the Mind Passage.
"What do you mean by following in my ancestor's footsteps?! Don't make me sound like a robber! This was a fair duel, okay! Last night I accidentally came across this kid, who was about to open a door with a key, and I proposed a duel. If he lost, he'd give me the room; if I lost, I'd lend him the Original Sword Essence to study. The duel was open and fair, precisely in keeping with the spirit of Shen City!"
