When morning arrived, Su Yang silently left the house and headed for the Distribution Center, where the disciples of the Sect go to receive their monthly allowances and rewards.
At the Distribution Center, a beautiful lady sat inside a pavilion while distributing Spirit Stones and other things to the disciples that were waiting in line one by one.
Su Yang went to the back of the line, standing behind dozens of Outer Court disciples that'd had arrived before him.
"Hey, look at him— that's Su Yang, right?"
One of the disciples in line recognized him and mumbled to the surrounding disciples in a concerned tone.
The result of the deathmatch between him and Dai Zheng still resounded in the head of many Outer Court disciples, so there were still many who felt fear towards him.
"Su Yang?"
