Zhao Feng didn’t dare to be slow, he was only a lowly ant of the Clan and anyone of these three people held actual power and cultivation.
Seeing Zhao Feng walk in, both old man Zhang and old man Guan’s eyes lit up.
“Haha, he’s Zhao Feng?”
The azure clothed vice head looked at Zhao Feng with interest. Being a Vice Head, he knew everything about Zhao Feng and it was someone like him, who had a Low Tier Spiritual Body, that the two other Vice Heads fought for.
The two Vice Heads, old man Zhang and old man Guan, both wanted Zhao Feng to work for them and the azure clothed Vice Head obviously wouldn’t mind, but the problem was that both of them wanted him and neither of them gave way.
Who should he give Zhao Feng to? This was a brain breaking question.
Under this situation, the azure clothed Vice Head called Zhao Feng over to discuss.
Soon, Zhao Feng had understood what everything was all about.
“Zhao Feng, what do you think? If you enter the Grass-Wood Division and follow me, I’ll promise your future will be great.” Old man Guan said expectantly.
Pill master seemed to be a great occupation and Zhao Feng knew that most of the pills supplied by the Clan were made by the Grass-Wood Division. If he was to become old man Guan’s disciple, he would have the advantage in terms of pills.