You don't even have the right to speak to me.
But on the surface, he pretended to be very happy, rubbing his hands together and speaking somewhat nervously.
"Brother Dongfang, could you reserve a position for me as an elder of the Blood Mist Sect from within the sect?"
"I genuinely want to follow Young Master Ye."
"Please help me no matter what."
Things are so different now.
He, the dignified leader of the Dongshengzhou Martial Arts Alliance branch, was being so humble and subservient to a mere acquired martial artist.
Where can I go to reason with this?
Deep down, Qin Ming utterly despised himself.
Dongfang Sheng picked at his teeth and said with a troubled expression.
"Brother Qin, as you know, our Blood Mist Sect's recruitment process is open, fair, and just, with a merit-based system to create a good competitive environment for applicants."
"As the deputy sect leader, I should set an example. You're putting me in a difficult position."
"I think it would be better if you went to the Ghost Servant's place to fill out a form first, and then wait for the sect to notify you of the centralized interview. That would be better."
Dongfang Sheng adopted a businesslike demeanor and spoke in a calm tone.
Qin Ming was so angry his nose almost twisted out of shape, and he roared and howled.
I'll fill in your grandpa's!
I am, after all, the deputy leader of the Dongsheng Prefecture branch of the Martial Arts Alliance!
In a fit of anger, he wanted to storm off.
But thinking about it, I'll just let it go.
What's a little grievance compared to being able to get close to Ye Feng?
Thinking of this, Qin Ming quietly pulled Dongfang Sheng aside and whispered something when no one was looking...
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