The youth dressed in the attire of a lower ranking disciple appeared to be only about seventeen or eighteen years old, slightly younger than Fang Lin, with a hint of youthful naivety on his face.
"Zhang Xiaobao, sit down!" a Pill Sect elder abruptly scolded, and looked at Fang Lin with some worry.
However, Fang Lin showed not the slightest dissatisfaction but instead sized up the youth known as Zhang Xiaobao with great interest.
"Elder, I am confused and hope Master Fang can enlighten me. Why should I sit down?" Zhang Xiaobao asked, puzzled.
The Pill Sect elder wore a helpless expression; now he seemed somewhat unable to salvage his dignity.
"It's alright. Since it's a lesson on the Dao, if any fellow disciples have any doubts, they are all welcome to voice them, and I will naturally do my best to clarify them," Fang Lin said with a smile, effectively defusing the elder's embarrassment.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaobao's face showed delight, "Thank you, Brother Fang."