They chatted for a bit and found they had compatible personalities, quickly becoming familiar with one another.
Lin Ziheng's gaze swept over Yang Jing, then glanced toward the entrance of the Internal Affairs Hall. "Junior Brother Yang," he asked curiously, "did you just come from the Internal Affairs Hall? Was there something you needed?"
Yang Jing didn't try to hide it. "Yes," he said with a nod. "I just signed up for this month's Cyan Qilin Battle."
"The Cyan Qilin Battle?" Lin Ziheng's eyes lit up when he heard that. He raised an eyebrow. "Not bad, Junior Brother Yang! You've only been in the Inner Sect for a few days and you already dare to take on the Cyan Qilin Battle. You must be pretty confident in yourself!"
Yang Jing quickly shook his head, a humble smile on his face. "Senior Brother, you praise me too much. I don't have any confidence. I'm just thinking of it as a chance to get some experience, meet the experts from the other peaks, and broaden my horizons."
