At Great Victory Pass, Zhu Yan had informed Lu Bei that in the near future, inner disciples from the Lingxiao Sword Sect would be sent to evaluate his character.
If he proved to be a good kid with both ethics and talent, he might have a chance to return to the Lingxiao Sword Sect.
Lu Bei had been wondering why, despite saying it would be soon, no one had shown up even after a month. Had they been fined for aerial speeding by the Imperial Sect, or had they been involved in a mid-air collision?
Now, as he watched this senior fellow blowing up to catch fish, he finally understood why.
A fisherman, after all, casts his rod whenever there's a river, and stops whenever there's water. The fact this fisherman had travelled all the way from the Yue Province and hadn't spent half a year getting here could be considered quite punctual.
Forgivable, forgivable.
"I am Lu Bei. May I ask who it is I'm seeing in person?" Lu Bei asked, making a fist of respect.