Even if Uncle Han hadn't named him, the other peak masters wouldn't have volunteered; they might have even used the excuse of selecting disciples to avoid this task.
Only he was the only one left to do it.
Alisha Fan patted his shoulder sympathetically, "Nephew Chang, go on. Your great master uncle is waiting."
Renshu Chang shot him a resentful look, silently daring him to take his place.
Alisha Fan pretended not to understand the look.
Even after they had left, some people in the plaza remained bewildered.
The matter of Master Lian accepting a disciple was settled.
The Princes from small countries recalled their elders' repeated admonitions to perform well in hopes of being chosen by Master Lian.
However, they had no idea what criteria Master Lian used to select disciples.
With this outcome, everyone regained their focus.