The sect was much smaller compared to Zhao Nan's old sect. The gate was old and moldy.
The sect's wall was kind of dirty and full of dust and spider webs.
Zhe Tian was hesitant to enter the sect, because how could a protagonist want to stay in such a dirty and small sect?
But his evil system, the black furball, assured him to try checking the sect first.
It was noon when Zhe Tian arrived at the sect, and the guardian group wasn't guarding the sect at noon.
Because lots of disciples wander around the front yard and near the gate, the guards weren't needed at noon.
Zhe Tian approached a disciple who was picking up some grass on the ground.
"Hey, excuse me young man, are you a disciple in this sect?"
Zhe Tian patted the disciple's shoulder to gain his attention.
The disciple looked back and noticed Zhe Tian's presence.
Then he stood up and patted his hands on his uniform.
