They reached the sect just at daybreak, their boat stopping at a junction in the small tributary river near the sect's borders. After that surprisingly safe journey, their nerves were on tenterhooks. The three of them ran like the wind from the dock.
"Guys, you two remember the script we've prepared, right? We can't afford to make a mistake, so don't break away from the script.
"And Boss, it's better if you don't say much. Let your underling handle these miscellaneous jobs for you," Han Xuhan hissed to the two of them as they reached the mountain peak where the administration of missions was handled.
Han Xuhan finally realized the real benefits of being a member of a sect. Cultivation resources and manuals that were usually glorified in typical xianxia stories were not the best things about a sect. It was the protection and the sense of united strength it offered that topped the rest of the benefits.
