121 Chapter 121 (1/2)

”Welcome to the Demonic Sword Sect, Young Master Clark! This old man's name is Feng Lin and this is my brother, Feng Ren.

We will be acting as your Dao Protectors from now on. You can call us Uncle Lin and Uncle Ren if you want to.”

Two old goats introduced themselves when the group was about to exit the Assessment Pavilion.

”Did your orders come from, Elder Tan Hai?” Clark asked calmly as he looked at the two Peak Stage Foundation Establishment Experts with open amusement.

”It is as you guessed, Young Master Clark. Elder Tan Hai only values your safety so that you may be able to accomplish what you were destined to become.” Feng Lin smiled lightly.

He did not take offense nor lash out in anger at all.

Instead, his aged face was filled with understanding and tolerance to the otherwise seemingly arrogant youth before him. But the same could not be said to his partner, Feng Ren.

”A dead prodigy is of no use to us after all. So you better cultivate hard, boy. Or I will make sure that you're gonna cry for your mother if I see you skipping your duties to the sect.”

Feng Ren threatened in a low voice. It was rather raspy and extremely grating to the ears. However, our good gamer ignored this insolence.

'SIGH!'

'I am already the most powerful man in this xianxia world.'

'If I beat these old men up then it will be akin to spanking kids for their ignorance.' Clark shook his head before he answered.

”Thank you for the warm welcome, Uncle Lin and Uncle Ren! You two can count on me to step on all disciples heads on this sect!

I don't even need to train in order to slap everyone's faces into a pulpy mess.” Our bored gamer announced loudly.

Not a few disciples heard him in fact and this cocky message would no doubt reach every ear in every corner of this Demonic Sword Sect.

”You little tw...” Feng Ren wanted to berate with more words and straighten up this conceited brat with his words but he was stopped short by his brother.

Feng Lin raised his hand and put it gently on his brother's shoulder. It was a calming gesture wherein which Feng Ren also allowed himself to be persuaded.

He remembered their quest and it would be folly to antagonize someone as talented as this Young Master Clark.

”I apologize for my brother's behavior, Young Master Clark. He is sometimes rash in his behavior but he only has your well being in mind.”

Feng Lin uttered some good excuses for Feng Ren.

”It's a trivial matter, Uncle Lin. I am not only fated to become a True Immortal in the future but my understanding is as boundless as the myriad heavens also! My rise is simply inevitable!” Clark answered proudly.

”CRACK!” A pair of clenched fists made itself known unto the masses and the disciples near the entrance of the Assessment Pavilion also heard the audible sign of ire in their midst.

”Shall we go, Young Master Clark?” Feng Lin rose to the rescue once more in order to dissuade any more surprises in this very eventful day.

”Hmmm... Lead the way, Uncle Lin.” Our eager protagonist sauntered forth thereafter to a new page of exciting adventures.

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