Xu Yang changed out of his training clothes and into formal attire. Before long, he arrived at the Fire Cloud Elder Hall.
"Disciple Xu Yang requests an audience with Master!" he said, cupping his hands outside the hall.
"Come in," Elder Huoyun's gentle voice sounded from within.
Xu Yang remembered how, when he first met Elder Huoyun, he had found him incredibly imposing. Now, however, he seemed so much more affable.
"Yes!"
After straightening his clothes, Xu Yang stepped into the grand hall.
The layout was familiar, as was the scent of sandalwood. Elder Huoyun sat on a large, gilded chair with a broad smile on his face.
"This disciple pays his respects to Master!" Xu Yang stepped forward and cupped his hands.
Elder Huoyun nodded and said with a laugh, "You've done very well. You've brought great honor to me, your master. Yesterday, you turned the tide and saved the reputation of our Purple Sun Sect."
