Meng Sizeng raised his eyebrows in some surprise, "It seems that Chu, my fellow Daoist, must come from a renowned clan."
"Why would you say that, Brother Meng?" Chu Ning countered.
"If Chu, my fellow Daoist, were not from a renowned clan, how could you afford to live within the Xiyue Sect?"
Chu Ning's outwardly displayed strength was at the Foundation Establishment Mid Stage, respectable among the younger generation, but in the eyes of the higher-ups of the Xiyue Sect, he was just a junior.
For a Foundation Establishment cultivator to live in the Xiyue Sect, relying solely on one's own strength would be impossible.
"My master is somewhat well-known," Chu Ning answered vaguely.
Meng Sizeng showed an expression of realization; he had guessed that this Chu, my fellow Daoist, must have a significant background.
"Brother Chu, earlier you mentioned you had someone in mind, could it be that this person is a sister from the Sect, and that you came to the Sect for her?"
