Finally, the female elder, whose beauty was as striking as it was five years ago, her face cold as ice but her body moved with intentional seduction. She stepped forward with a smile that would have made lesser men forget their own names.
"You boys are quite impressive," she said, her voice smooth as silk. Her eyes lingered on Noah in particular, traveling up and down his form with undisguised interest. "So young, yet already so... capable."
She reached out as if to touch Noah's face, but he subtly shifted his position, maintaining a respectful distance without making it obvious he was avoiding her touch.
The female elder's smile widened slightly when she noticed the evasion but seemed amused rather than offended.
"Here," she continued, gesturing to one of the white-robed disciples who stepped forward carrying a wooden chest. "Your official sect robes, identity tokens, and housing assignments. You'll find everything you need inside."
