"Damn it, that Long guy didn't even put anyone in his eyes at first. He kept saying he'd teach this one a lesson and that one a lesson, yet a disciple ranked fifth came out and beat him so badly he couldn't even crawl around looking for his teeth."
"I knew long ago that Long was trash."
Yang Chen could now understand why these people had come looking for him. He shrugged. "Since the Northern Territory Sect people are so formidable, why not just let them take charge?"
Zhang Zhongyi said bitterly, "It sounds simple enough, but Young Friend Yang, think about it. We are the ones seeking support, and they are the ones providing it. If we let the people supporting us call the shots, where would we, the ones being supported, put our faces?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen shook his head. Though he did not particularly agree that they still needed to care about saving face at such a time, letting the Northern Territory Sect take charge truly would be a tremendous loss of face.
With that thought, Yang Chen asked, "What happened next?"
"After that, Long refused to listen, so the four of us Deputy Commanders stepped in." Zhang Zhongyi sighed. "I gave it everything I had and only managed to force out the Northern Territory Sect's disciple ranked third. But in the end, I did not win. The other three were about the same as me. When facing that disciple ranked third, we always felt that we fell short somewhere."
Yang Chen silently nodded upon hearing this.
It seemed Long Xingyu really was trash. The four great Deputy Commanders had all managed to force out the disciple ranked third, yet Long could not even contend with one ranked fifth.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Chen