“Disciple...”after hearing the notification, sect Master Yun collected his emotions and tried his best to make it seem like he didn’t care much about this so-called ranking, he said gently, “Now that we have the quota, the undeserved reputation is no longer important. To preserve our strength, we must prioritize the behavior of the mystic realm. We must not get hurt because of a moment of anger...”
Hearing that, Mu Yunji raised her head and looked at her master. She was not very good with words, but she was an observant person. She was very sensitive and could see a trace of decline in the depths of her master’s eyes, then, she nodded obediently. “Don’t worry, master. I know what to do...”
Zhang Lingyu had been waiting on the stage for a long time. He was naturally handsome and wore blue clothes. Just standing there was a good scenery, which attracted the hearts of a group of female disciples.
