After arriving at the great hall, Bai Xiaofan first noticed an elderly man wearing gray seated at the head position.
"I am Wuji Zhenren, Sect Master of the Refining Sect. You've certainly caused quite a stir recently, young friend!"
Wuji Zhenren's gaze swept over Bai Xiaofan and Xue Yi below. When he saw Xue Yi, his pupils slightly contracted, before focusing on Bai Xiaofan.
"Wuji Zhenren, you overestimate me. This is merely a last-resort method to quickly attract your attention!"
Facing Wuji Zhenren above, Bai Xiaofan felt no pressure, directly sitting on the right side, and speaking frankly.
Bai Xiaofan's candor was unexpected to Wuji Zhenren, but he soon laughed heartily.
"Very good, I like your straightforward nature. I won't waste words with you; here's the deal: I will agree to three conditions of yours, but you must accept the inheritance of my Refining Sect and carry it forward to new glory!"
Wuji Zhenren spoke plainly, without any intention of circling around.
