As the master of a peak, Xiao Jue can naturally accept disciples into the peak at will.
Especially one of them, a disciple named Xinghen.
He has sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and handsome features, but the scar at the corner of his eye adds a bit of cruelty to him.
He is Xiao Jue's new younger brother and also Xiao Jue's nominal apprentice. He is extremely loyal to Xiao Jue and is the kind of person who would die for him.
Xinghen looked at Yan Mo with a sinister look in his eyes: "Who are you? What do you want from Master?"
Yan Mo had lived in Yuemiao Peak since he was a child and had never met many people. When he met Xing Hen, he was obviously frightened by him.
"I...I'm here to look for Senior Brother Yun Jue."
"How dare you address Master by his name? I think you are courting death."
Xing Hen was about to kill him when he was stopped by Xing Qiu.
"Xinghen, could you please stop messing around? This is not an ordinary place. This person is wearing the uniform of a direct disciple, so he must be a disciple of some peak master." Xingqiu frowned.
"Heh. A loser like you, you're worthy?"
Xinghen's mocking voice made Yan Mo grab his hands tightly.
Tears kept flowing, but he tried hard to hold them back.
He roared loudly: "I am not a waste."
Xing Hen looked at this cowardly boy, who actually dared to wear the same clothes as his master, with mockery in his eyes.
"Heh, a useless Foundation Establishment man, are you worthy of wearing the clothes you're wearing? Take them off quickly if you know what's good for you. It's better to be naked than to embarrass your master."
"I'm not a waste... I'm not a waste..."
The other party's words were like deep thorns that pierced his poor little heart.
Especially when he thought that he had brought shame to Di Yange and might be expelled from the sect in the future, his heart became even more sad.
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