The remaining time Liam and Grace had planned to stay in the Roaring Thunder Sect went by in a blink, with both being too busy even to notice how quickly it had flown.
Everything also went smoothly. Liam had been wary of whatever ploy the Sect would throw at him to prolong his stay or bait him into joining it, but nothing of the sort happened.
Except that a strange occurrence had become the norm in Liam's routine, an event that didn't fail to present itself as he finished his last morning lesson.
A series of polite salutes reached Liam's ears as he crossed the railed plateau, heading for the bridge that led to the slope down the Sect, the now-familiar wooden cane resting on his shoulder.
Yet, at the end of that very bridge, Liam found two foundation experts waiting for him.
'Again?' Liam cursed internally.
The two foundation experts were young, beautiful women, and things didn't end there. They were well-endowed, and their hairstyles perfectly matched their opposite attire.
