"But this happens to be our opportunity. Look over there."
Qiong Ying turned her head and saw some young women lining up for inspection. Here, they didn't need to draw swords and fight for a spot, but they had to be decent-looking and have a bit of talent.
Qiong Ying was speechless, "I thought I was being asked to become an outer disciple of Mount Song, how come it's actually to become a maid!"
Fat Tang laughed again, "You're quite clever, with a nimble mind, yet somehow you can't grasp the key point.
If you really want to join their inner circle, then you're talking about becoming an official Xuanmen disciple, a step to reach the heavens, which requires a talisman decree and investigation into your ancestors up to eight generations!
What's your status, what background do you have? If the Xuanmen True Monarch seriously takes a look at you, does a calculation, won't he be blind not to notice?
