"Fourth Junior Brother, is he the Junior Brother Xue you recruited as a disciple on behalf of our master?" Another black-robed man turned his gaze on the shopkeeper, scrutinizing him from head to toe. The eyes beneath that robe were razor-sharp.0

The shopkeeper looked uneasy. He quickly cupped his hands, bowed to everyone, and said respectfully, "Junior Brother Xue Ming greets Second Senior Brother and all the senior brothers."0

The second senior brother let out a short grunt and nodded lightly. "I trust Fourth Junior Brother’s judgment will not be wrong. Junior Brother Xue, as long as you do your tasks well, Master will not treat you poorly. Though you and I are not of the same race, we who walk the path of divine patterns have reached a dead end, forced to cultivate...0