Recruiting

Li Leidong was naturally unconvinced. He humphed, "The Venerable Tier elite of our Li Clan is a supreme prodigy. Though he has just become a Venerable Tier, his future prospects are boundless. It is not impossible for him to become a Saint in future!"

"Hahahaha!" Wang Jian roared with laughter. "I'm about to laugh myself to death! Do you think Saints are as common as cabbages? Even prodigies have to bow their heads before the doors into Saint Tier. Not only does one need natural talent to become a Saint, but they also need to possess good fortune."

"Wang Jian, do you dare to look down on our Venerate Tier?" Li Leidong said balefully, his killing intent cold.

Wang Jian didn't reply. The Wang Clan was able to oppose the Li Clan, and in fact, they were even slightly more powerful. However, he definitely couldn't speak rudely about a Venerate Tier elite. Otherwise, if that great elite of the Li Clan made a move and killed him, no one would be able to avenge him.