Truth was, as beautiful as Melissa was, the black-haired cultivator's goal had been the Sects themselves.
After all, the man was still young. He was almost ten years older than ordinary disciples, but he could still be worthy of being groomed into a proper cultivator.
Nevertheless, the man needed to join a Sect to gain access to proper channels where his foundation could finally bloom, and Liam and Melissa could provide that opportunity.
As long as the man managed to build a connection with cultivators of superior status, he could hope for them to vouch for him. He just had to show his use, maybe even getting a few favors owed, before making that request.
Needless to say, that initial approach had threatened to shatter the man's hopes. He had only wanted to be polite, truly meaning nothing disrespectful or deeper, but his statement had still ended up intruding on a romantic relationship.
