Chapter 407 (1/2)

Dong Wenfeng took twelve elite disciples to one side, and these disciples have different attitudes towards Dong Wenfeng, both enthusiastic and indifferent.

However, those who can participate in this alliance battle are the talented elites in the divine thief sect. They generally have their own pride.

However, some people have no strong background and are selected only by their talent. If they want to have a foothold in the sect in the future, they naturally have to choose a disciple with strong background to stand in the team.

”Brother Lin, do it quickly. I'll get you some water to drink.”

A disciple at the beginning of the prefecture level said to the only prefecture level peak disciple among the many disciples, and his face was full of flattering smile.

This prefecture level top disciple is Lin Yue, a disciple of the second elder. He is the pride of the second elder. However, he has prefecture level top cultivation at the age of 24. Even in all sects, he is outstanding.

The disciple at the beginning of the prefecture level is Zhang Yu. He has always been Lin Yue's lackey. The main reason why Lin Yue was able to participate in the alliance battle this time is that Lin Yue helped him.

”Hey, you're the most familiar here. Go and find some water for brother Lin.” The disciple who flattered Lin Yue pointed at Dong Wenfeng with high toes.

Lin Yue's face is also a properly so expression. Other disciples are indifferent. They won't easily choose to stand in line.

”Sorry, I have no water here.”

After all, he is a disciple of the same sect. Dong Wenfeng has to tolerate these people for the sake of the old man, even if he doesn't do anything else.

”Really, I didn't know how to prepare water when I knew the elder was coming. I really don't know how the leader chose you as a disciple.”

Zhang Yu is not very stupid. He knows that he is just an ordinary disciple. Dong Wenfeng is a disciple of the leader, but he can't teach him a lesson. He just mutters in a low voice.

The voice was controlled to the extent that Dong Wenfeng could hear, but he underestimated the strength of the elders and the old man. Even the voice of mosquitoes, the three of them could hear clearly.

In fact, Zhang Yu is jealous of people with higher accomplishments and thicker backgrounds.

The jealous thing this time is that Dong Wenfeng has better luck than him. Everyone in the secret stealing sect knows that the old man has no intention to teach his disciples. Dong Wenfeng may be a person pulled by the leader in the street.

If Zhang Yu could be trained by the leader, he might be the first person in the sect now. He must be more powerful than Lin Yue. He is already a strong man at the heaven level.

”Zhang Yu, if he doesn't have water, don't embarrass others.”

Lin Yue stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Yudao and deliberately showed his generosity and tolerance in front of the people.

”Younger martial brother Dong, I don't know how well you've been practicing with the leader for two years. If you don't practice well, you'd better not participate in the alliance battle, so as not to lose the face of our God stealing sect.”

Lin Yue said very kindly. It was like saying that I was doing it for you and for our God stealing door, but I could see the contempt in my eyes.

No one believes that Dong Wenfeng can make any achievements in two years. Maybe Dong Wenfeng's later cultivation at the prefecture level depends on pills.

Lin Yue thinks he is a genius. He has suffered a lot when he reached the prefecture level peak. Some envy that Dong Wenfeng can achieve his current accomplishments only by taking some pills.

”It's OK. I won't lose the face of the thief at that time.”

Dong Wenfeng replied in a very flat tone. This indifferent attitude immediately made Lin Yue feel angry.