Immediately, a myriad of complex gazes turned towards Liao Laotian, filled with either envy or jealousy.
"Liao Laotian, you've struck it rich!"
"Liao Laotian, your daughter, your daughter's talent is terrifying. The immortals have come down directly for her."
"Congratulations, Liao Laotian, you're about to turn your life around!"
Voices of congratulations rose incessantly.
Liao Laotian's face held joy, but not the wild ecstasy people imagined. Instead, it was Liao Laotian's wife who was now in tears, ceaselessly dabbing at her eyes with her hands.
Mi Lian descended, first glancing over at the little girl. It was evident that the girl's family was not well-off, although the residents of Jijiang City weren't badly off, and today was the day immortals came to select disciples, so everyone had dressed their best to come. It was rare to see patch-covered clothes in the square.
