Two months later,
The two months given to us had finally elapsed, and here we, the Mount Hua sect disciples, are all standing at the sect's training ground with our swords in our hands.
The three chefs stood in front of us with an air of authority swirling around them.
The two months haven't been easy, especially with Senior disciple Xiao Yan, but I'm glad I did it. I can actually boast of learning a few more moves, even if I'm still at the foundation realm.
But where is Zhang Han? Are the seniors still in seclusion? I thought as I scanned the surroundings with a face full of sadness.
The three chefs soon began to address us. The sect leader, being the head, was the first to give the opening speech.
"It's finally the month to decide those who would be going back home and those who would be participating in the trial," said Sect leader Taiyuan with a serious expression.
