Becoming a Named Disciple was not as complicated as a formal apprenticeship. Song Changsheng performed the grand ceremonial bow, Mu Guibai nodded in acknowledgment, and just like that, it was done. There was no need for witnesses, a tea ceremony, or the like.
This new connection naturally brought the two of them closer. Mu Guibai asked a few questions about the Song Clan and offered Song Changsheng some words of encouragement.
Before long, it was noon.
Mu Guibai pinched his fingers together in a quick calculation and suddenly said, "Master Su of the Golden Crow Sect has arrived. Changsheng, you may withdraw for now."
'Master Su? Golden Sun Master Su Ding?' Song Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. 'So this is the one moving the pieces on the board.'
Song Changsheng had complicated feelings about this man. After all, the Song Clan was just an insignificant pawn on that same board.
