Lu Bu, who had originally fallen behind Li Xunhuan and the others, was greatly encouraged when he heard this.
He saw hope of catching up to Li Xunhuan and the others here.
But Ding Ling's next words doused him with a basin of cold water, clearing his head considerably:
"Having more disciples is better, and having more geniuses is better. Of course, we can't accept people who are merely making up the numbers. What I want is a group of Elites. I hope you can understand."
Ding Ling said:
"That is all I have to say. You may all withdraw and make your preparations."
Although Ding Ling was very familiar with Huang Yaoshi, Feng Qingyang, Lu Bu, and the others, he did not give them special treatment.
Both Huang Yaoshi and Feng Qingyang were proud men.
Coming to pledge allegiance to and follow Ding Ling as his 'disciples' was already the limit of what they could do. Asking them to do anything else inappropriate would be no different from humiliating them.
Ding Ling naturally knew what should and should not be said.
Huang Yaoshi had several moments when he wanted to speak but hesitated. In the end, he held back and walked out of the Imperial Study together with Lu Bu, Han Xin, and the others.
He glanced at Feng Qingyang and said:
"I wonder where Junior Brother Feng plans to begin?"
"Haha..."
Feng Qingyang laughed freely:
"Senior Brother Huang, I haven't decided yet. If you don't mind, why don't we team up and keep each other company?"
They addressed each other as senior and junior brothers.
Naturally, this was based on the order in which they had joined.
Huang Yaoshi had entered the Nine Provinces Divine Sect before Feng Qingyang, so he was naturally the Senior Brother.
Of course,