"Martial Uncle Ma, Martial Uncle Qi, Martial Uncle Cui…"
Upon seeing several familiar faces, Wang Ba hastily greeted them.
The group was engrossed in conversation and, hearing the sound of Wang Ba's voice, they abruptly stopped and turned to look at him.
These individuals all had a relatively close relationship with Wang Ba, who, upon his arrival, brought smiles to their faces.
They each called out to Wang Ba.
Wang Ba took the opportunity to walk up to them and said with a smile, "It seems the disciple has interrupted several Martial Uncles' discussion."
"No interruption at all. We were just chatting about who has a better chance at the position of Vice Hall Master, me or your Martial Uncle Ma," Qi Rulian said, without beating around the bush.
That was just his nature.
Ma Shengxu and Cui Daqi both seemed a bit helpless at these words.
Ma Shengxu shook his head:
"Don't listen to his nonsense. We were mainly talking about the Tribulation Crossing Raft."
