"Hong Yu, are you willing to become my disciple?"
The ancient voice was surprisingly resonant, and it came not from within the main hall, but from just outside.
As the voice spoke, a figure robed in white appeared at the entrance to the main hall.
The newcomer was dressed entirely in white, with long white eyebrows, a long white beard, and long white hair. Though he looked to be past sixty, a sharp, brilliant light glinted in his eyes. His transcendent bearing gave him the ethereal and mysterious air of an enlightened master.
He was Elder Bai of the Outer Sect Martial Arts Hall!
Elder Bai gazed at Hong Yu, his eyes resting on the boy's defiant face. He smiled, a gentle expression as warm as the sun. "Kiddo, what are you spacing out for? Don't tell me you look down on an old man like me?"
His voice was soft, laced with a world-weary tone.
But it flowed through Hong Yu's heart like a clear stream, warming a spirit that had grown cold with despair.
