If you people want to challenge me too, then the first thing that matters is taking a good look at yourselves.
"I won't accept every single person's challenge. If every crooked melon, rotten date, stray cat, and mangy dog came running over, wouldn't this place become a complete mess?"
Every word Saint Lord Taichu spoke was especially damaging to their self-esteem. If these people truly cared deeply about such messy trivialities, they might very well suffer a severe blow and injury.
But what Saint Lord Taichu said was indeed the truth, because they knew better than anyone else that if they were fortunate enough to become Saint Lord Taichu's disciples, they would most likely gain a permanent meal ticket for the rest of their lives.
Moreover, Saint Lord Taichu would provide them with limitless support in their martial arts training. No one could refuse such generous terms.
That was why everyone was desperately trying to become Saint Lord Taichu's follower. Wherever Saint Lord Taichu went, they would go. That was beyond question.
But then again, what Saint Lord Taichu truly wanted deep down was some peace and quiet around him, without so many people spouting endless nonsense to bother him.
He had always been someone who liked quiet. To put it bluntly, he simply found these people too disgusting.
"Lord Saint Lord Taichu, if you don't give us a chance, how can you know what our true strength is? What if we are heaven-chosen geniuses? If you miss us, won't you regret it?"
"Your number of disciples has already been declining. Compared to before, it is like heaven and earth. Our arrival happens to make up for your lack of disciples."
"What is wrong with that? Lord Saint Lord Taichu, none of us have ever wanted any conflict or disagreement