Chapter 420 - Asking for a Beating (2/2)

Peng Zhang was unaware of the ins and outs and gathered up his robe to cross his leg over the other, waiting composedly for the people over at the Holy Water Sect to start bawling.

However, after a long while, even after two battles had ended, there still wasn’t much of a ruckus over at the Holy Water Sect’s side. On the contrary, they all sat down one by one in their seats again.

Peng Zhang was slightly perplexed and knitted his brows while looking in the Holy Water Sect’s direction. He turned his head towards a junior brother next to him and said, “Go over and inquire what’s going on with the Holy Water Sect.”

The little disciple from the Ghost Faction didn’t really dare to go over, as he kept feeling that he would just be looking for a thras.h.i.+ng. That group of girls from the Holy Water Sect didn’t seem like they were to be trifled with.

After some hesitation, he finally had no choice and could only stand up sulkily and walk over deflatedly under Senior Brother Peng Zhang’s threatening stare.

Their Ghost Faction was just like this. It was common for the superiors to push around subordinates, and for the elders to push around normal disciples.

Everyone worked hard to climb up the ladder with their own abilities. The people at the lowest rung basically didn’t have much of a way out. Especially for those junior brothers like him who had just joined, they simply didn’t have any status in the faction. In the eyes of those grown-up and elder senior brothers, they were only manservants that could be bossed around arbitrarily.

Even though his heart was trembling, the little disciple braced himself and walked up to a Holy Water Sect senior sister. He asked timidly with the volume of a mosquito that was only loud enough for one other person to hear, “C-Can I ask this senior sister, h-how is the condition of the senior sister that you carried down earlier!”

“Who are you calling senior sister!” That female disciple stood up abruptly and lifted her hand up to strike a heavy slap across this Ghost Faction disciple’s face. “Scram! Don’t run over to squabble with us, you mob of lowly animals from the Ghost Faction! Who is acquainted with you anyways!”

The little disciple from the Ghost Faction was practically about to cry out loud, and he turned his head to look back at the Ghost Faction’s seating area while covering his cheek. However, he could only see that his senior brother Peng Zhang’s gloomy face looked a bit terrifying.

“S-Senior Sister, I-I didn’t want to come over either.” The little disciple retreated a step while covering his cheek.

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