Han Yu's fate was now sealed.
He wasn't a glorious prodigy of the sect.He wasn't a future powerhouse.
He wasn't even a memorable footnote.
He was just a servant.
One among hundreds. Nameless, rankless, and doomed to carry buckets, scrub floors, and probably wrestle with pigs in the mud pits of the outer courts.
Forever forgotten by the sect.
…At least until he did something stupid again.
Which, knowing Han Yu, probably wouldn't take long.
He continued to trail behind the group of new servants as Disciple Bian led the way and explained the rules of their new reality.
"Listen to me carefully. I'll only say this once," Disciple Bian said, his voice firm and his patience already wearing thin.
"Y-Yes!" the children replied, voices tinged with nervous energy.
"I'll start with your status," he said, with all the enthusiasm of someone explaining taxes to a group of puppies.
