Fellow Daoist Zhao, to be able to so quickly sense the Dao Rhyme of the Sage from our sect, such aptitude, I haven't seen one!
And to enter the Dao Rhyme and yet jump out by oneself, I haven't seen that either!"
Chen Yan was startled inside, his back involuntarily felt a chill.
Nangong Sheng scrutinized Chen Yan carefully, and after a while, suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to join our sect?"
"Huh?"
Nangong Sheng chuckled: "Actually, you like to disguise yourself too much, but our sect emphasizes facing one's true nature without pretense, so for your personality, it's not suitable. Moreover... your appearance is also lacking..."
No, you're always saying I'm not good-looking, is your sect choosing disciples based on beauty?
Chen Yan sighed, but he recalled those preparatory disciples in the outer courtyard, and indeed most of them had remarkable appearances.
