Rong Shui set her eyes on the excited and confident Qian Dalai, he wore the simple clothes given by the sect and no ornaments, but the way he held the sword was not similar to other novices.
She smiled slightly, she knew it would be nice to make friends with a child who was very frank and sincere, mainly, she saw talent in the child. She knew that nobody would become a strong somebody one day.
Whereas 16-year-old Qi Pei and 17-year-old Lei Ning are long-time friends of Zhie Quan, they were not nobles but sons of wealthy merchants. Of course, they were marginalized in the noble group, but they didn't care as long as they could follow the young master Zhie Quan, as a consequence they were treated a little better by Bohai Xiulan, as Zhie Quan is a dear friend and faithful follower of the boy.
They looked around slightly and didn't pay attention anymore, they had a much simpler mind, they just had to do their best to win a place.