Chapter 31: This System Gets Triggered A Bit Too Often
While hobbling on his way to the Archives Pavilion, Han Xuhan realized that he’d end up missing the second lecture. Moreover, even if he managed to get a mystic art manual from the archives today, he’d not be able to meet Elder Ning in the guest hall anyway.
Deciding to get to that task later, he headed towards the mountain peak where the second lecture of the day would be held. Surprisingly, he met another outer court disciple at the foot of that mountain.
This young man was a head taller than him, filling out his uniform a bit too tightly. The bulging muscles around his neck and the large fists he was swinging around while running uphill were bound to leave an intimidating impression on any ordinary man.
Seeing Han Xuhan appear on the road ahead, his eyes lit up.
"Martial brother! Martial bro-eh?"
As his gaze fell on Han Xuhan’s red robe, it occurred to him that such uniforms were worn by the ordinary servants of the sect. His joy visibly diminished as the distance between them shortened. But he still maintained a polite smile while shouting at him.
"Brother, I woke up a little late. Can you tell me what’s going on? Where is everyone? I couldn’t find my fellow disciples in my mountain peak."
"An assembly took place after the bells at dawn. We have to attend three to four basic lectures every day. By my estimate, everyone should be headed right here within a few minutes. The first lecture is probably finished by now."
"We? You’re a disciple too?" the guy was taken aback.
"Why are you wearing a servant’s robe-OH! I got it! I got it!"
Pointing a finger at Han Xuhan’s face, he started jumping up and down like an excited child.