This junior brother, Mo Ruhai naturally didn't need to worry: "Let's leave it at this, everyone can go back, Du, stay behind."
The eleven Elders left one by one, dejected. What a pity, Du Tong snagged a big bargain.
There's no choice, Yang Fan made his own decision, what else could they do?
Just say that Du Tong, who usually doesn't stand out, is lucky today.
Only the two of them were left in the hall, Mo Ruhai looked at Du Tong, who was sitting in the chair: "Junior brother, what do you think about Yang Fan choosing you?"
Du Tong shook his head: "Senior brother, I'm utterly confused. I don't know why he chose me."
"That's this kid's vision, your way of handling things is renowned in the Canglan Sect. It seems he values people's character more than strength. The other Elders were all arguing fiercely, you didn't see Yang Fan's disgusted expression just now."
Du Tong seemed to understand: "Senior brother, honestly, I feel pressured."
