To cultivate to the Second-, Third-, or Fourth-Rank Realms, they had to expend several times the blood and sweat of martial artists in the Chu Kingdom.
"You're the youngest elder in our War Dragon Sect."
"Of course. Sixth on the Tiger Ranking! That's the ranking of the strongest among us young people."
"There are hundreds of people on the Tiger Ranking. Anyone who can break into the top six is absolutely badass."
"How could he become an elder of the Northern Hall if he weren't?"
At once, the dozen or so young people below all launched into an excited discussion.
"Hehe, you're all wrong." Just then, Luo Xue smiled faintly.
"Secretary Luo, what do you mean by that?" someone asked indignantly.
"The youngest elder should be my superior, Elder Tang Wen." Luo Xue pointed at Tang Wen, who was sitting at the very end.
Instantly, all eyes fixed on him, and Tang Wen felt a chill.
"I wouldn't dare claim that honor. I'm just a little younger, that's all. Really, all I can do is talk. I can manage being an instructor, talking warfare on paper, but when it comes to the real thing, no, no." Tang Wen had no idea what Luo Xue was up to. Aren't you putting me over the fire to roast? Naturally, he hurriedly shook his head in denial.
"Elder Tang, you're too modest. Even I, the chief instructor, am no match for you." Damn it, that bastard Yang Kai actually came over to put another boot in.
"Elder Tang is the pride of our Southern Hall. He only turned seventeen this year." Xiao Jinguo put another boot in.
"Elder Tang, a pleasure to meet you!" Feng Lingxiao walked over with a warm smile and extended his hand.
"Sixth on the Tiger Ranking. I've