Though they appeared inconspicuous, not long after entering the gathering of deacons, two people came over to Ye Shan and Yang Chen.
Yang Chen naturally noticed the two approaching them. With a sweep of his gaze, he saw a long-faced man and an Elder with a Moustache.
When the two arrived, both looked at Ye Shan with strange, mocking expressions, as though there was considerable enmity between them.
Seeing them approach, Ye Shan's expression immediately darkened. "Zhao Tong, Zhou Heng, what do you two want?"
The long-faced man named Zhao Tong chuckled and said mockingly, "Ye Shan, you actually dared to come participate in the deacon competition? Good. I was just worrying that there would be no opponent for me to bully. Since you're here, I'll choose you. Haha, I hope you won't be too pathetic on the stage later. Don't let me beat you so badly that you don't even get a chance to fight back."
"Zhao Tong, don't push people too far. I've tolerated you enough already. Must you force me onto a dead-end road?" Ye Shan said fiercely.
These were precisely the people he hated most in his heart.
This Deacon Promotion Convention was personally presided over by Liu Feiyan and her father, the head of the Liu Lineage.
The two of them were core pillars of the Liu Lineage. With them presiding over it, the importance of this convention was plain to see.
"Pushing people too far? Hahaha, Ye Shan, if you want someone to blame, blame yourself for being too useless. How can you blame me for pushing you too far? Later, Miss Liu Feiyan and the Lineage will personally oversee this Deacon Promotion Convention. I'm going to make you lose face before everyone. You want to become a High-level Deacon? No way. You can