Lemon Pie was stunned for a moment. Why weren't these things available during the internal test?
"Family, do you think I should join the Beggars' Sect?"
The comments at this time were divided into two camps. One camp was just looking for fun and thought that since Lemon Pie was a rich man, he should try to integrate with the poor beggars, so they hoped that he could join the Beggars' Gang.
The other group thinks that the Beggar Gang members are a bunch of sloppy people. After joining, will Lemon Pie also wear beggar clothes? They are fans of Lemon Pie's appearance, so naturally they don't want him to join.
Seeing how heated the argument was, Lemon Pie said bluntly, "Since everyone's so divided, let's hold a vote! It doesn't matter to me whether I join or not, so I'll leave it to you. Regardless of the outcome, it's your choice. I hope you won't complain."
Lemon Pie operated the backend and started a five-minute vote, giving the options to fans.
He turned off the option first and asked the old man named Zhuang Yifang, "Grandpa Zhuang, since you want me to join your Beggars' Sect, what are the benefits of joining your Beggars' Sect?"
Zhuang Yifang stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "The world is very harsh on refugees these days. Since you've become a refugee, your only way out is to join our gang. Our Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world, with influence throughout the Tang Dynasty and a top-notch intelligence network. Become my disciple, and you can learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and become the best in the world."
After listening to Zhuang Yifang's words, Lemon Pie always felt that he was painting a rosy picture for himself, and he even had evidence.
He didn't believe that any martial arts could make one invincible.
"Um, Grandpa Zhuang, is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms really that powerful? Demonstrate it to me so I can see for myself."
Although he didn't believe it in his heart, it didn't stop him from agreeing with him, and by the way, he wanted to see if he was bragging.
Zhuang Yifang knew what the young man was thinking, so he didn't say much. He just gestured for him to follow him and took him to a mountain wall.
"Watch this, kid."
Zhuang Yifang put the dog-beating stick in his hand on his body, raised his hands, and began to practice his skills.
Lemon Pie didn't take it seriously at first, but as Zhuang Yifang moved, the aura around him began to change. He also saw a dragon coiling around Zhuang Yifang, and even heard a dragon roar.
In just a moment, countless handprints appeared on the mountain wall.
Not only was Lemon Pie stunned, but even those who were still voting were stunned.
By the time they realized what was happening, they all rushed to vote for Lemon Pie to join the Beggars' Sect.
Lemon Pie was also a little excited. Even if the fans didn't vote, he planned to join the Beggars' Gang.
It's really cool, but I don't know if other gangs are like this too.
"good……"
The beggars around him waited for Zhuang Yifang to finish his set, and then they all applauded excitedly.
You know, although they are all disciples of the Beggars' Sect, if they want to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, they must become inner disciples to have a chance.
Zhuang Yifang walked up to Lemon Pie and said, "Boy, I've shown you the moves. Now can you tell me your answer?"
Lemon Pie clicked on the pop-up window and saw that the audience's vote had also come out, and that Join the Beggars' Sect won in a crushing victory.
He didn't hesitate any longer and nodded.
"Hahaha! You're quite sensible, kid."
Just like that, the young master of the Xingyu Group became the apprentice of the leader of the Beggars' Sect in the game, and began his begging life in the game...
In the evening, when Pu Li was paying attention to the forum, he saw that everyone was discussing that after choosing to become a knight, they could join a gang.
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