Ke Yuexuan was sent flying backward, only to land in a firm embrace, their bodies pressed tightly together.
"You?"
Ke Yuexuan glanced at Luo Tian. Their current posture was rather intimate.
A blush appeared on her fair face. She immediately straightened her tense body and lowered her head unnaturally. "Thank you."
"Well, now? Where'd this kid come from? Are you blind? How dare you play hero and save the damsel in distress right in front of me!"
The burly man who had knocked Ke Yuexuan back glared over, utterly displeased.
The Lower Sect was a chaotic place, full of factions and cliques. Lone wolves were subject to all sorts of bullying and oppression.
Every time new disciples arrived, the various factions would become highly active, seizing the opportunity to recruit new members.
On the first day, things were relatively peaceful since no one knew the new disciples' backgrounds.
Now, on the fourth day, they had started to use force.
