Jiang Cheng comes from a Sect that had been forced to rebuild and he had learned that he couldn't be too choosey about his disciples or the people that came to work for him. Everyone has a purpose, a place, and even if they were not strong enough to fight (his heart thinks of his sister and aches) they had something they could offer.

It's a shame he can't apply the same mentality to himself.

"Not yet," he admits, his eyes glancing around almost nervously, as if someone might leap out at him. Finally, he takes a deep breath and nods his head. It can't hurt to ask for help in this, can it?

"Jin Ling, courtesy name Jin Rulan. Jiang Yanli. Jin Zixuan. Any of those."