Vessel
"It would be our honor to enter the White Tiger Sect." Xue Wei clasped his hands and bowed slightly. He did not feel that his identity as the Holy Son was any special, and neither did he consider himself superior nor a leader of other Sovereign Beasts.
Throughout the years, Xue Wei had encountered many different situations, both as a victim of bullying throughout his childhood, but also the later questions about his origin and loss of parents. To Xue Wei, the many years of hardships had long since worn out all his empathy towards unrelated people, but at the same time, it had also polished his character and cleaned away all haughtyness and pride that his identity might involce. He had, after all, sacrificed far too much to be who he was. To him, it was more of a curse than a blessing.
However, although Xue Wei and his friends were aware of what kind of life they had lived throughout the years, Elder Xi had no idea.