The selection had finally been made, and those who could move and those who couldn't in the village dispersed, even a thatched cottage sighed and closed its window.
The bald youth walked with Wei Yuan and Xuan Yue towards the mountain's edge. Though Wei Yuan was naturally wary of the bald youth, he had no say in the matter and could only accept it.
"May I ask what background the master comes from?" Wei Yuan asked respectfully.
The youth laughed and said, "Master? Not deserving of such a title. My former master was somewhat obsessive, became the first Vice Palace Master and forgot himself, insisting on seeking revenge. Then, he got a bit obsessive over cleanliness, wanting to cleanse anything related to his enemies, leading to the elimination of four Arhats, dozens of Vajras, countless powerful men, and thousands of monks.
