"Thank you, Master." The twelve people present bowed to Zhuge Liu one after another.

As for the identity of a registered disciple, the fifth elder is to better serve them.

After all, even if Zhuge Liu is the fifth elder, he is not qualified to be a disciple of the Qingxu Sect.

And becoming a registered disciple is different.

Zhuge Liu divided the twelve people into three teams, each team with four people, responsible for taking turns protecting Zhuge Qingxia.

After these things were done, Zhuge Liu left.

Not long after, a pretty woman had a look of dissatisfaction on her face: "Dad, I don't want those stinky men to protect her.

Just have the protection of my junior brother Hua Wuxing.”

The woman is Zhuge Liu's daughter, Zhuge Qingxia.

Zhuge Liu showed a helpless look on his face: "Qingxia, there are many ways to steal Zhu Xiang among the flowers, and it is difficult to protect you just by Hua Wuxing."

Hua Wuxing has a good talent, but it is only limited to literary masters.

And the dozen registered disciples he is looking for now are all practicing martial arts.

Generally, disciples who choose to practice martial arts may have no future in literary skills, so they choose martial arts.

Such disciples who have no future also want to climb up, so they work harder to protect Zhuge Qingxia's safety.

"But I really don't want to be followed by these stinky men." Zhuge Qingxia looked dissatisfied.

"Qingxia, I feel wronged. When I catch Zhu Xiang, the thief in the flower field, I won't be like this." Zhuge Liu comforted.

He only has such an only daughter, so he is particularly pampered.
Chapter completed!