"Not at all, Senior Brother Cao. I've only just joined and I'm not sure how things work here at the Library Pavilion."
Yang Jing, of course, wouldn't get carried away and act all high and mighty just because Feng Tianyi had shown him some goodwill. As the saying goes, it's easier to deal with King Yama than the minor demons that serve him.
Even a guard at the Library Pavilion like Cao Xiuguang could easily make things difficult for someone.
"You're too kind."
Cao Xiuguang had a sharp eye and had already guessed Yang Jing's background. The thirty members of A Class had been decided long ago, and he was sure he had seen all of them.
Yang Jing must be someone from the Chen Kingdom who missed the Sect's entrance ceremony, and his origins were likely humble.
A Foundation Establishment Great Race would have records of all the important matters for joining one of the Six Great Sects, and wouldn't be completely ignorant of the Library Pavilion's rules.
