The guiding disciple led the way without a single word of nonsense. As greeters, these disciples had long since committed the identities of all invited guests to memory, stepping forward to welcome them the moment they arrived.
As for checking identities for omissions, that fell outside their capabilities.
Soon, dozens of True Monarchs would arrive here; only someone who had eaten a leopard's gall would dare assume another's identity. Once seen through, the only outcome was the destruction of body and soul. If someone truly did impersonate another, a person capable of deceiving all the True Monarchs present would hardly be someone a mere greeting disciple could see through.
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