บท 279: The Eighth Generation and The Ninth Generation

Du Oyang was a young man with an uncle's face who had been the strongest inner disciple in the Martial Arts Department until last year when he was able to pass to be a core disciple.

"Oh, isn't that little boy Ye Jia? And didn’t Lao Biao pass with you? So weak!!” Du Oyang looked familiar to many people because he had been an inner disciple for many years, whether it was Zhu Heilong, Nie Xiaowa, and especially Ye Jia who had been in the same department.

Of course, Ye Jia was one of his minions when Du Oyang was the strongest of inner disciples, and when Du Oyang saw Ye Jia, his former minion, he could not help but smirk.

Ye Jia's face turned pale and shrank. He did not dare to say anything.

Leng San, seeing Ye Jia's expression, could already guess the story behind them. He lightly patted Ye Jia's shoulder before saying,