"Your Excellency, who might you be, and what brings you here?"
Lin Chen presented his token with effortless grace, "Lin Chen, a disciple of Myriad Immortal Hall's Battle Hall, on official duty in the Southern Wilderness, passing by this place, I sensed the breath of an old acquaintance, and thus came to visit. Please announce my arrival."
The disciples guarding the sect gate were initially rather arrogant, but upon seeing the token, their attitude became warm and respectful.
"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment, I'll report right away,"
A disciple hurried off to relay the message, while the remaining disciples cautiously accompanied Lin Chen, who asked naturally, "What's the name of your sect?"
Because Lin Chen mentioned he was passing by and sensed the breath of an acquaintance, the fact that he did not know the name of the sect raised no suspicions with the gatekeeping disciples.
With the vastness of the Immortal Realm and the countless sects that existed, who could know them all?
