Yang Yan couldn't care less about the resentful gazes behind him; at this moment, he happily joined the group of Named Disciples.
These past few days were all about the acceptance ceremony, so many of the chores for the Named Disciples had lessened considerably, leaving them with some leisure time.
The group of Named Disciples saw Yang Yan walking over holding the standard attire of Outer Sect disciples, and instantly understood his identity.
Upon noticing the wooden token hanging from Yang Yan's waist, several people hurriedly halted their conversation and respectfully saluted Yang Yan.
"Greetings, Senior Brother!"
"Greetings, Senior Brother!"
Some, with quick minds, immediately began scheming, looking delighted as they bowed to Yang Yan and said:
"Congratulations, Senior Brother, for entering the Outer Sect!"
It's not that these gray-robed Named Disciples were self-deprecating; it was simply because Named Disciples in any sect were without human rights.
