"Criminal Fang Lin, reckless and audacious, we are ordered to come here to escort Fang Lin into the Abyss Pill Well." Two Pill Alliance stewards arrived, both exuding extraordinary auras, their faces bearing traces of cold arrogance.
Before these two men, Fang Lin stood with his head bowed, assuming a very humble posture.
"Are you Fang Lin?" asked the middle-aged man dressed in grey, looking indifferently at Fang Lin.
"The disciple is indeed he," Fang Lin replied, clasping his hands in respect.
"Hmm, put on the Sin Imprint, and follow us," said the grey-clad middle-aged man, as he handed a black Sin Imprint to Fang Lin.
The so-called Sin Imprint was something that only those Pill Refiners who had erred would wear. Once donning the Sin Imprint, one could not use their Pill Refiner badge, and wherever one went, they'd be under the tight surveillance of the Pill Alliance.
