Seeing that no one spoke up, the Daoist in plain robes couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Suddenly, he hardened his expression and said in a deep voice, "Yu Tuo and Jing Yun, you two have the highest cultivation. The remaining two spots will be entrusted to you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the fat man who laughed like Maitreya Buddha couldn't hold it any longer and tried to make an excuse, "Master, your disciple really can't get away right now. As you know, the situation with the Tiger Wind Sect in the south is..."
"Humph!"
But before he could finish, he was interrupted by the Daoist waving his hand with an imposing air, "That's settled then."
"Yes, Master (Dragon Master),"
The fat man and Zhao Jingyun, seeing this situation, had no choice but to begrudgingly accept this difficult task.
