"What's wrong with them?" Supervisor Han asked, his voice carrying a note of genuine curiosity. Despite his supervisory role, Han Fei was an Official Disciple who had been punished and sent to oversee the newcomers. This status made even the other Official Disciples hesitant to show off in front of him.
"Nothing. There's an Old Kunpeng Ruins about to emerge. We're looking for promising candidates to enter it," one of the disciples explained.
"These two haven't even started practising. Especially that White. He looks like someone who practised before and got crippled. His meridians and sea of consciousness are in a mess," Han Fei observed.
"That's why we need him. You don't mind if we use them as cannon fodder, right?"
Han Fei shook his head. "Just choose other people. This guy has good observation and decision-making skills. I've decided to take them under my wing."
The other disciples nodded, not daring to push further, and left.
