Ye Chu seemed to be very disappointed. He asked tentatively, "what about the third? I only need a third, and the rest will go to the tribe. "

Dylan's face was more gloomy, and he murmured, "that's not good. One third of it is not enough for you. Let's make up our mind and give you one tenth of the share. We can also accept you as a disciple. How about?"

Ye Chu's face suddenly becomes indifferent. Ha ha, one tenth of the resources want to kill him? It's unreasonable to accept him as a disciple. He is a great immortal. Do you need a little six level master?

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