Mo Huan had to learn how the Mirage Sect worked. No more infinite secluded meditations where you don't even see your disciple in decades. That was boring!
In the Mirage Sect, everyone enjoyed their lives doing the things they wanted to do, and with Mo Huan, that would not be any different.
"Is this how you work the land?" Mo Huan asked me.
I could tell just by glancing at him that he had zero knowledge about farming. The way he handled the rake and moved his arms was funny. It reminded me of those gas station dolls.
"You look stiff. What are you doing? Are you an old man?" I said.
Seeing him doing that was funny, but I couldn't let him keep doing what he was doing. That was like torture. I grabbed the rake and showed him.
"Do it like this, watch."
It took Mo Huan a few days to get used to the Sect, but once he was, then his smile was all over the place.
