Slaughter revealed an excited expression.
After so many years, he had finally gained his master's acknowledgment.
"Thank you, Master!" Slaughter thanked him first, then said, "Master, I should be the eldest senior brother, right?"
Among fellow disciples, there had to be an order of seniority.
Zhang Yi also looked somewhat nervous as he watched his master.
Who exactly was the eldest senior brother?
Zhang Yang laughed. With a wave of his hand, he drew a circle before everyone, pointed to one of the dots within it, and said, "You all entered my sect at different points in time. If we judge by who came first, then it really would be hard to make it clear.
Since that is the case, let us judge by cultivation!"
Why give them a definite answer?
Keep competing!
Zhang Yi immediately looked at Slaughter.
Slaughter looked back at Zhang Yi without yielding an inch.
Only Zhou Tong and Mo Xin wore bitter smiles at the side.
Their cultivation and ranking meant that they would definitely be junior brothers.
Still, Master was formidable... with one simple sentence, the two senior brothers were about to start competing again.
Seeing that Zhang Yi and Slaughter seemed ready to fight, Zhang Yang waved his hand and said, "It will be very difficult for you to determine a victor right now. How about we discuss the final outcome after this chaos has been settled?"
When Zhang Yi heard that they would not be deciding the winner now, he immediately stopped looking at Slaughter and hurriedly asked, "Master, are there still enemies?"
"Of course!"
Without even looking at Zhang Yi, Slaughter answered in his master's place.
Zhang Yang nodded as well. "There are indeed still enemies... Some people still exist. Their objectives have not disappeared, and they still remain. Naturally, they