"That's right, Master Qin, you get to eat meat and drink every day, while we risk our lives and run errands for you. This life is unbearable."
A noisy commotion arose.
Qin Qi's face turned ashen, his hand raised in mid-air, his fingers trembling, showing his uncontrollable anger.
"Enough, enough."
After storing the Spirit Jade into his Storage Ring, Qin Qi left with a complicated expression.
He was by no means a ruthless person, so naturally, he wouldn't harm these disciples.
Besides, if he really did kill his disciples, wouldn't the remaining tens of thousands of disciples rebel?
His silhouette under the moonlight appeared desolate.
As many cultivators saw him walk away, they plopped down on their knees, looking at Dongfang Qing.
"Sect Master Dongfang, we are willing to follow you, as long as we can have meat to eat."
"We've had enough of this beggar's life."
Seeing this, Dongfang Qing's eyes shimmered.
Keeping these people would naturally be useful.
