"This is the fundamental technique for cultivating qi," Dylan explained to Newt, his voice filled with a sense of pride as he handed over a weathered document to his new recruit.
Accepting the document, Newt scanned his surroundings, taking in the sight of a dilapidated building. Dust coated every surface, and the air was heavy with neglect. Despite its humble appearance, there was an air of potential lingering within the structure.
As Newt observed the building, his gaze swept across the room, searching for something beyond the visible decay. Turning back to Dylan, he inquired, "Sect Master, what about techniques for offense and defense?"
At the mention of his newly bestowed title, Dylan's eyes lit up with a mixture of pride and excitement.
Though Dylan's expression betrayed a hint of surprise at being addressed as "Sect Master," his joy was palpable as he realized the weight of his newfound responsibility.
