Sword Sect of the Pine Forest
Clang... Clang... Clang...
A series of melodious bell sounds slowly drifted down from the mountain peak.
Lin Xin, carrying the Red Flower Sword, stood on a flat boat. The waters of Ming Shui River flowed slowly, just as they had when he had left.
"Villa Master, what is our purpose for coming to the Sect this time?" There was another person on the boat, with delicate features, almost resembling a girl, but he was a young man.
"Hua Ying, this might be the place where you will live for a long period in the future," Lin Xin said softly, gazing at the Sect's peak while reminiscing about his own life there.
"Live? Do you mean...?" The young man called Hua Ying blinked in surprise, then a look of ecstasy spread across his face.
"You are the disciple our manor has chosen to recommend for admission to the Sect. So, what is there to doubt once you are here?" Lin Xin smiled gently, gazing at him reassuringly.
