"Grandmaster Shen, this way, please."
The gatekeeper casually extended his hand and led the way.
Beyond inquiring about the surname, there were no further questions about any other information.
Xu Wanyun stood with her hands behind her back, a goose egg stone hidden within her wide sleeves.
"I feel that something is not quite right."
"Where is it not quite right?" A'Qing followed behind honestly.
"We came here as loose cultivators. If the Zheng Family had any intention of recruiting us, how could they be so indifferent as to not even care where we're from and just let us in directly?"
Xu Wanyun walked slowly beside Shen Yi.
"Yet we still entered," A'Qing looked around cautiously.
"Who knows with him? He seems silent and dull. Probably just a greenhorn fresh out of the novice phase."
As Xu Wanyun transmitted her voice through the goose egg stone, she smiled at Shen Yi.
Yet the young man merely glanced at her indifferently.
