Within the grand hall, a momentary silence fell.
Song Lingxue massaged her forehead, pushing aside the fragmented memories she couldn't clarify, and looked at Ji Zhouyin, who seemed somewhat worried, hesitating:
"What does the Hall Master need me to do?"
Even with her confidence in Chu Zheng, the role she could play in all this was hard to guess.
"You needn't do anything."
After pondering for a moment, Ji Zhouyin spoke slowly:
"From today on, I will elevate your status to that of a direct disciple of the Hall Master, and all cultivation resources will be made available to you."
Upon hearing these words, Song Lingxue felt a tremor in her heart. Being a direct disciple of the Hall Master, this status was far superior to that of the common True Inheritors of Martial Hall.
