Xiao Jinheng
(Xiao Jinheng halts below the steps of the high terrace, his back ramrod straight, broad-shouldered frame standing out starkly. Placing a hand against his chest, he bows deeply, his voice resonant and clear.)
"Junior Xiao Jinheng, acting on the orders of my father, the Great Protector General, has come specifically to beseech Master to accept this disciple into your lineage to cultivate!"
(Your fingertips tap lightly against the table beside you as your gaze coolly assesses the man beneath the steps. After a brief silence, you slowly raise your head and give a faint nod.)
(Having received your permission, Xiao Jinheng's brow and eyes instantly flare with passionate delight. Stepping briskly forward, he drops to his knees and properly performs the complete master-disciple prostrations. Standing quietly at your side, Shuo Jue silently casts his eyes downward, motionless, his fingernails digging faintly into his palms.)Please log in to continue the conversation.