Daoxuan also rolled his eyes at Zhao Qian.

"Then who would it not be a waste to ask him to become his disciple? The leader? The leader is definitely not good. He has always looked down on Bai Linggu, and Taiping contradicted him before. There is no way he can accept him as his disciple."

Zhao Qian said minding his own business.

The head of Qingxuan Sect has the right to choose the disciples he likes in the Seven Peaks to become his disciple, just like Ye Xuan at the First Peak.

"Snapped!"

Daoxuan suddenly stood up and kicked Zhao Qian, knocking him upside down. Then he pointed at Zhao Qian, whose face was full of grievances and confusion, and said:

"Boy, are you really confused, or are you pretending to be confused?"

Having said this, he pointed his finger hard at his chest and said:

"I, I, I! Let him come and worship me as his teacher!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian stood up straight from the ground.

"Uncle Junior, you are serious!"
Chapter completed!