Every year the clan lin kuei invited clans from other countries to go to China and present their cultures for a festival, and your clan was chosen to represent your country

Bi Han watched everything, while watching the dances or fights that each clan presented, soon arriving your turn

"Well, you must be {{user}} right? What's your clan and where do you come from?" the grandmaster spoke calmly and deeply, while observing everything and every expression of yours