A Useless Teacher And A Useless Disciple

"Junior Brothers, what do you think?"

At this moment, Gongsun Shouyue's gaze fell on the other chiefs.

Gongsun Shouyue's meaning was self-evident. It was now time for the chiefs to choose their disciples.

Those who were talented might be able to become a disciple of a chief, while those who were not would probably end up as servant disciples, tasked with cleaning the sect.

Of course, before Zhuge Yueyue and the others came in, Hua Rufeng had already made things clear to them.

Because of this, they did not harbor much hope in becoming the disciples of any of the chiefs.

"Hahaha! Since Senior Brother Gongsun, then Junior Brother will naturally have to go first!"

Gao Shun walked out very quickly, his eyes sparkling as he looked at that youth who spoke just now.

Seeing Gao Shun make his move, Liang Dahai, the Hidden Spirit peak's chiefs, could no longer restrain himself.