Vol 2: When one becomes (4)

The man looked at his wrist and back at the old man with a frown.

“Do you know who I am?” he asked dangerously.

“That marking is for those who have the chances of cultivating the holy light. It is a call to the Holy Lady’s side,” Old Man Itiat said and the young man chuckled.

“So you are inviting me to your sect? Do you know how ridiculous that is?” he asked. He was the heir of the falcon sword sect.

“The Holy Lady’s light does not discriminate on those chosen. It does not matter who you are,” Old Man Itiat threw a jade slip and the young man caught it on instinct. He saw that it was a jade slip.