"Third brother is here!" Yu Feng and Zi Cang also approached,
Zhuang Qian smiled and came over, with a bit of a schadenfreude expression: "Haha, Tangyu, your arrival has stirred up quite a storm. Estimate you won't have it easy later."
Tangyu pursed his lips: "What do you mean by that?"
Zhuang Qian said: "Haha, Tangyu, you might not know. Our Yanshan Sect has a tradition; during every new disciple ceremony, there's a small competition to enhance camaraderie and fun among fellow disciples. This competition isn't just among new disciples; some older disciples can also participate under the guise of guidance. But in truth, it's more about curbing the newcomers' arrogance."
"This is an unwritten rule, commonly known as the need to temper the newcomers, to curb our sharpness. So later, there will surely be veterans coming out to 'guide' us. Hey Tangyu, you shine so brightly, isn't it likely you'll become their target?"
Tangyu grinned: "There's such a tradition."
