The others were overwhelmed by the brutality.
Besides Chi Feng and Yujuan being elites, they were grandchildren of elders first and foremost. Not even Sect Leader could touch them. Yet an anomaly appeared and killed them right in front of their eyes.
[Is he not afraid of making the elders go crazy?]
The three looked at Zhuo Fan with fear, [He’s insane, a madman uncaring of anything!]
They all felt danger from how easily the two were murdered, fearing they would be next on this lunatic’s bucket list.
Zhuo Fan had no time to mind the extras, taking the rolling heads and stuffing them in his Thunder Ring.
With a content look, he took off.. What he left behind was mockery.
“And you call this the elite area…”
The trio hanged their heads in shame.
[Burning humiliation!]
A nobody just taunted the entire elite area and got their asses handed to them for the first time in the history of Demon Scheming Sect.
Yet what was trully humiliating was that they, the peak of Demon Scheming Sect’s talents, were unable to take even a single hit.
These elites were lower than even a laborer. Then again, that was no ordinary laborer. But that was not what the world would remember. All they’d ever say was how the elites were nothing.
“Lu Xie, do you still want to fight?” Qi Changlong asked from a crater somewhere.
Little martial brother’s face twitched, looking at the mess of the unconscious elites and his heart sank.
Qi Changlong shook his head, “What’s the point, right? Even if you become the best elite, it’s just an empty title now.”
“No, I will fight. I will have this title even if it’s useless. It involves becoming the Sect Leader’s successor!” Lu Xie’s eyes steeled.
Qi Changlong shook his head.
Bai Lian looked at the sky, “Who was he? Is he really just a laborer?”
“Ha-ha-ha, don’t be silly. The Labor Office gave us only one High Venerable and is under the sect and ancestors’ protection. How can it just give us another disciple even more monstrous?”
Lu Xie mocked, “Bai Lian, you disdain the inner sect’s politics and hole yourself in the elite area to train, so you don’t know what has been going on. Sect Leader brought this brat from the outside. He established the Elite Labor Office and took away the inner sect’s foundation. Your two grandfathers are on his side as well and now the two sides are at war over the elite spots. “
“Chi Feng and Yujuan went and made a mess at the Labor Office at Venerable Shi’s orders. This kid wasn’t there at the time and the elders and venerables were in a meeting. That’s why it worked. They thought that the kid was admitting defeat by announcing a banquet, but look at us now… You call this an apology? It’s a killer feast! The Labor Office is out for blood.”
Lu Xie sighed, “I wanted to notify the master about this but that brat hit me so hard, I can’t even move.”
Bai Lian and Qi Changlong were stunned. Their two grandpas were on the kid’s side yet he was still so vicious to them?
Then again, the guy didn’t know them. Leaving them alive was already mercy enough.
That cooled their jets. Bai Lian even felt safer knowing she was on that freak’s side.
Bringing him into the elite area and having him join the coming Double Dragon Gathering would raise their hopes of coming out alive.
[A must have godly teammate…]
Meanwhile, Zhuo Fan went to the apology banquet where all the guests were seated, be it invited or uninvited ones, all were bloody there.
Why, one’d ask? To watch the show!
Venerable Qi and Bai sat along with the Labor Office’s oldies in a brooding silence.
This had got to be the most humiliating situation even in their lives.
The laborers weren’t looking any better either. Since plenty of them were outer and inner disciples, they’d now come to regret their decision after being forced to endure such humiliation.
In contrast, the audience was eager and thrilled to see this banquet blown sky high and to laugh at their misfortune.
[Who the hell told you to leave? And for what, a few baubles? Now look at you, no self-respect or dignity to speak of, ha-ha-ha!]
As for the main guests of today’s show, second and seventh elders, oblivious to their kin’s gruesome demise, were smug to high heavens, sitting there all cocky.
Next to them were the elites’ guidance venerables, Three Fiends of Hell, followed by Gui Hu’s group of four.
It had all started with them and they were now here to make a public apology. That was the reason for staying so close. Though their savage looks and stern faces seemed to say otherwise.
Second and seventh elders got smugger the more they saw their bitterness.
They were aiming for an explosive reaction, or how else could they finish them off?
As for those inner sect oldies, they looked on with cold attitudes, waiting for the smoking gun.
The stage was set, the curtain raised, ready to drop it on Labor Office for good.
“Venerable Qi, Venerable Bai, we’ve been waiting for a while now. Let’s start!” Second elder looked around with a smile.
Venerable Bai dismissed him, “Steward Zhuo has yet to come.”
“Steward Zhuo, a nobody laborer?” Seventh elder mocked, “Oh, how the elders and venerables of Labor Office have fallen, needing a disciple to tell them what to do. That explains this… banquet, ha-ha-ha…”
The inner sect’s oldies joined him in laughter, despising and jeering the Labor Office’s people.
Now that the Labor Office had lost its dignity, its people were tasting the humiliation as well, making even inner disciples disdain them.
They would’ve slapped them dead at any trasngression before, while now, they had to stew in anger from having even these brats mock them.
The humiliation was so heavy, they even came to regret defecting.
[Rotten Zhuo Fan, you’ve just lost all our dignity in one night!]
The Labor Office’s oldies cried injustice and cursed Zhuo Fan.
Venerable Qi was boiling with rage, yet said, “Steward Zhuo established the Elite Labor Office and Sect Leader appointed him as the head of this establishment. We must all obey him. The feast cannot start without him.”
“As an apology banquet, he should cater to our needs and wants. Yet a mere laborer has set up this banquet and still makes us wait for him? He has no intent to make amends. We don’t answer to Labor Office and don’t have to follow your rules. If you still want to wait, that’s your problem, but we are inner sect elders. Get the banquet started or we’re leaving!”
Second elder slapped the table as the inner sect’s oldies chimed in, “There’s no point to such a fake apology banquet. Let’s just leave. We’ll report this to the Sect Leader as well, for wasting our time.”
Venerable Qi and Bai shook their heads in defeat. Kui Lang’s group was getting angrier by the second.
Only the Three Fiends of Hell were trying to lighten the mood, with Fiend Yang recounting his revolutionary history and great deeds, “People, if you find this boring, I shall recount our days in the Double Dragon Gathering while Steward Zhuo is away. In those days, Four Fiends of Hell led the brave elites to the Double Dragon Gathering…”
“Wait, hold, stop! We’re not bored, not one bit. You don’t have to enlighten us!” Everyone cried before Fiend Yang got too much into it.
[Damn rotten Fiend Yang has brought up this story for 800 times already and still calls it some frickin’ secret! There’s no one more outrageous than him for sure!]
Fiend Yang sulked at their obvious refusal and drowned himself in wine.
Fiend Gui and Fiend Yin chuckled.
It was then that a disciple shouted, “Steward Zhuo has arrived…”
