"Me too, me too!"
"I want to be your disciple too."
The other two bodyguards chimed in. The three of them were very shrewd. They knew that by becoming a martial artist's disciple, they could not only learn valuable skills but also enhance their status. At the very least, they would no longer have to demean themselves by working as bodyguards. However, what the three of them didn't know was that the living conditions of over eighty percent of martial artists in the Ancient Martial Circle were worse than their own.
"We'll see how you perform," Ye Xiu said nonchalantly. "By the way, what are your names? Forget it, I won't remember them anyway. From now on, you'll be Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu."
