"I can't help you if I don't want to. Those two old guys just now, one is the supreme elder of xuanming sect of Shangpin sect, and the other is the supreme elder of Zhenyuan sect of Shangpin sect. Dare we refuse?" The young man said with a bitter smile.
Gu Fenghua knew that the two old men had such a big future. Although both of them have a high vision now, they will not be afraid even if they meet Shengzong disciples, but don't forget that there are only three Shengzong under one monarch, six under one monarch, and three in total. That is to say, there are only 54 Shengzong in the whole Wuji Shengtian. For the vast majority of teachers in Wuji holy heaven, Shangpin sect is actually a powerful existence that can only be looked up to.
"I haven't asked the elder martial brother's name. Which clan's disciple is he?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"My name is Meng Jiwei. I'm the young master of Qingfeng sect." The young man said cheerfully.
"Disrespect, disrespect." Gu Fenghua said politely.
"What's the point of respect? Five of the ten people here are young masters, but all of them are from the lower class sect. They're not even from the lower class sect. It's just because their ancestors have a history with kuchan sect that they come here to join in the fun." Meng Jiwei said with disapproval.
"And five more?" Lorne asked.
"There are also five, which are the eldest disciple, the precious son of the Lord. Although they are not the little Lord, they will not be worse.
But this is what we say in private. If we want to say it outside, it will certainly make people laugh. What little patriarch, what personal disciples, when we come to kuchan, we are nothing. Our strength is inferior to that of other people's disciples.
Those old guys asked us to help. Dare we not go? " Meng Jiwei complained.
"They didn't take their disciples out of the house themselves. Why should they tell you?" Lornen himself likes stepping on people, but he can't see other people's instructions. He is aggrieved by Meng Jiwei and others.
"Of course they did, but the place where they lived was so full of aura that they were much better than their own sect. So they were not willing to let their disciples miss the chance. When they arrived at kuchan sect, they let them practice behind closed doors." Meng Jiwei said angrily, and then reminded them, "by the way, if someone asks you to do chores, don't refuse, or offend those old guys, maybe it will bring big trouble to zongmen."
"What, we have to do chores, too?" As soon as Lorne's eyebrows stand up, they are here to observe the rites of Kuzen, not to be ordered. Miss Luo reaches out her hand from her little clothes and opens her mouth. There are six or seven maids around her. When did she let others call on her.
Just now, another old man appeared at the door and said to several young teachers in the courtyard, "you, you, you and you, come and help me do something." At the end, he pointed to Meng Jiwei.
"No, I'll go to work first." Meng Jiwei said with a bitter face. Although he was not as rich as Lorne when he was young, as a young patriarch, he did not suffer much. How could he be called around like this.
But there is no way, compared with others, qingfengzong is too weak, he did not dare to offend each other.
"Deceiving people too much, the guy named Chenyuan threw us here to be angry. Does he really think my aunt is a soft persimmon?" Looking at Meng Jiwei and several other young teachers who are unwilling to follow the old man out of the yard, he thinks that he will be called like a little maid, and Lorne is furious.