Disciples of the Celestial Cultivation Sect were dressed in plain white clothes, so their white garments fluttered and their bodies gave off a celestial grandeur. After watching the disciples from the Tiger Whistle Sect leave, they didn't stop them.
The Tiger Whistle Sect followers suddenly felt really lucky. There was no one in the pugilist world who didn't know that anyone who joins the Celestial Cultivation Sect came from an extraordinary background and shouldn't be crossed.
"Yao'er, I told you to wear more clothes but you didn't listen. Now you know that I'm only saying it for your own good, right?" said a laughing man of around twenty-six or seven years old. He had a pair of auspicious, almond-shaped eyes, and pink, tightly pursed lips. When he smiled, he looked rather cute and sweet.
