Elders
"So the rumor is true? That you've given the title of Personal Disciple to an outsider?" an old man asked, wearing a white hanfu robe that reached his ankles.
"I won't deny it," Master Axton replied, glancing at the School Elders around the table. There were seven of them, five men and two women, all with gray hair and wrinkled faces, a testament to their age and experience.
"The Senior Apprentices won't like this," one of the old men said. Elder Yuan, the elder responsible for crafting weapons in the Great Serpent School, was a master blacksmith with numerous disciples eager to acknowledge him as their master.
Axton glanced at him, his eyes glinting with understanding.
"I expected that," he said, a relaxed smile on his face.
"We don't know what they'll do," Elder Yuan continued, staring intently at the Headmaster. "Do you think your Personal Disciple can handle them?"
"I don't know," Axton shook his head. "But I think he can defeat Heru."