[Inquiry Golden Autumn Spirit Gathering]
As soon as they entered, two attendants in matching uniforms approached. Their faces, however, were still identical to Mr. Qian's.
They handed each of them a custom-made folding fan, painted with an elegant landscape.
Su Ling'er accepted the folding fan, her heart on high alert.
'Hmph, as expected of a demonic sect's celebration! Everything about it is bizarre!'
'I wonder what sort of bloody dealings an elegant pavilion like this is meant to cover up, only to be put on display today.'
'And to think that Mr. Qian, a senior of the righteous path, not only has to serve the entire sect but has even been reduced to the status of an attendant!'
'They have absolutely no respect for their elders!'
Still, she maintained a calm expression, clutched the fan in her hand, and stepped inside the pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, several disciples were already seated in small groups.
