Murong Shan and Feng Changkong shared the same thoughts with Yang Chen; they didn't know what the Third Master was thinking and they hadn't planned to agree. But who would have expected that their young disciples were so impulsive? By now, if they refused, wouldn't they lose their dignity?
So many geniuses who dared not to fight even against the second genius of the Horse-thief Gang, had become a joke.
Feng Changkong and Murong Shan looked at each other and then Murong Shan said, "Since Third Master has such elegance, we, the Twelve Great Tribes, will accompany you. However, everything must follow the rules. You came out of nowhere. If Zhang Ying is eliminated in this round, will your Horse-thief Gang lose a person to enter Monster Beast Mountain?"
"Haha, don't worry. If this kid Zhang Ying is eliminated so early, I won't let him enter Monster Beast Mountain!" The Third Master laughed heartily, his smile filled with confidence and arrogance.
