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"Alright, since you\'re involved, I won\'t stop you. I\'ll take you in as my last disciple today. From now on, no matter if you live or die, you\'ll still be a disciple of the clear wind sect." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Thank you, Lord sect leader! Thank you, Lord sect leader!" Being able to become a sect disciple had been the old Butler\'s dream since he was a child. However, because his aptitude was too mediocre, he knew that he would never have the chance to fulfill his dream. Now that he was able to become the sect master\'s last disciple, it could be considered as fulfilling his long-cherished dream. He said ecstatically.

Feng Yuanqing was touched by the old Butler\'s joy and the disciples who did not give up on the sect. Although he knew that the clear wind sect would not be able to escape the fate of destruction this time, he was still touched.

"Grandfather, there are a few words I don\'t know if I should say." At this moment, a young man below said. The man was chubby, but he had a decent face, which was similar to Jiang wuhen \'S. He was Jiang wuhen\'s big brother, Feng wuchen. Of course, with his body size, he probably had nothing to do with the two words \'Wu Chen\'.

"Wuchen, if you have something to say, just say it." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Grandfather, then I\'ll be direct. Actually, I think there\'s no need for us to fight to the death with the seven Star sect and the bright moon sect. They only want a few mines and properties. At most, we\'ll just give them. It\'s not like our clear wind sect can\'t survive without those properties." Feng wuchen said.

"AI, wuchen, you still don\'t understand. Do you really think that the seven stars sect and the bright moon sect only want those few properties? They\'re forcing us into a dead end. Without those properties, even if we can still hold on for a few years, our strength will definitely drop by a thousand feet. In a few years, the seven stars sect and bright moon sect will be able to annihilate my clear wind sect without shedding a drop of blood. " Feng Yuanqing sighed.

To be honest, he didn\'t like this eldest son of his. He was short-sighted and narrow-minded. He couldn\'t compare with wuhen at all. It was a pity that wuhen had not been good at martial arts since he was a child. He had left home for the sake of a marriage. Otherwise, the position of the sect\'s heir would not have fallen into Feng wuchen\'s hands.

Thinking of his grandson who had left many years ago, Feng Yuanqing felt a little lonely. It would be great if he could see him before he died, but in the current situation, it was better not to see him. He could only hope that elder Qing would hand over the sect\'s guarding martial art to him, leaving a glimmer of hope for the clear wind sect.

"But in our current situation, isn\'t fighting them head-on the same as seeking our own destruction?" Feng wuchen said.

"At least we still have the strength to fight for now and make them a little afraid. If we really give them those properties, we will be at their mercy in the future." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Grandfather, that\'s true, but as long as there\'s life, there\'s hope. At most, we\'ll just endure it for a few years and then take back the principal and interest." Feng wuchen said.

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