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Every one of these new disciples had long since learned which of the four great peaks was the best...
"All right! I choose Yellow Cloud Peak!" Wang Yan declared firmly before Venerable Gray Three could say anything.
At these words...
"Huh?" The objection Venerable Gray Three had been about to voice died on his lips. He looked utterly incredulous.
"Why?" Daoist Fire Tiger's expression changed, and he asked coldly.
"Because Great-Martial-Uncle Venerable Gray Three looks like my late grandfather!"
"What?" Everyone in the square stared wide-eyed at Wang Yan, then looked at Venerable Gray Three, finding this utterly unbelievable and absurd. Ye Shisan, Zhang Qiulin, and Zhang Qiulang also looked at Wang Yan in bewilderment and dismay. No matter how they looked at him, Wang Yan did not seem like someone who would spout nonsense. Ye Shisan, in particular, was on the verge of rushing over to drag Wang Yan back and make him change his answer...
Just then!
"Hahaha!" Venerable Gray Three burst into shameless laughter, looking like a petty man riding high on his success. He hurriedly said to Daoist Fire Tiger, "Hehe! Old Fire Tiger, you've got nothing to say this time, have you?" His little eyes then narrowed into smiling slits as he looked at Wang Yan, seemingly liking him more with every glance. The sight sent a shiver through Wang Yan, though he still smiled faintly...
"Hmph! You fool who doesn't know whether he's courting life or death!" Daoist Fire Tiger abruptly snorted and spoke coldly, then plopped back into his seat, visibly displeased...
"Hehe! All right! This lad belongs to me now!" Venerable Gray Three promptly beckoned to Wang Yan. "Lad! Come here!"
"Yes, Great-Martial-Uncle Venerable Gray Three!" Wang Yan hastily answered respectfully and