"One"
In the night breeze, Yue Wen lowered his hand in midair, signaling that there was no need for such a reception. Yet the more he did so, the more his calm, unruffled bearing captivated the remaining Demonic Cultivators.
Evil, powerful, and utterly ruthless!
Why had they joined the Flame Ghost Hall in the first place? Hadn't it been to become Demonic Cultivators like Wen Mo?
For a moment, all the Flame Ghost Hall disciples meeting Wen Mo for the first time, Tang Mo included, were won over by his formidable strength and personal charisma. If Yue Wen had said he wanted to become Branch Hall Master that very day, they would surely have supported him at once.
But Yue Wen immediately continued, "Since there was a mole in this selection, the results naturally can't count. Holding the selection in the Dark Fiend Grove was my suggestion to begin with, so I share responsibility for these heavy losses. As for the position of Branch Leader, I think we should choose either Elder Gongsun or Junior Sister Tang Mo."
At his words, not only the others but even Gongsun Mo and Tang Mo were stunned.
You're saying that under these circumstances?
One of us is old and the other crippled. How could we possibly compete? Are you testing us to see which of us has ambitions for the position of Branch Leader?
They were all Demonic Cultivators, after all. For a moment, both Gongsun Mo and Tang Mo imagined nodding in agreement only for their heads to suddenly drop to the ground.
Brother Wen, stop testing us!
Having seen plenty of the ways of the world, Gongsun Mo immediately waved his hand. "I said I wouldn't take part, and I absolutely won't. Although this selection was Brother Wen's suggestion, I made