From the view of others, it was a glory to enter a Clan, but none of them knew that outer disciples were only the bottom of the bottom. They didn’t even get many resources. All they did was help out with the matters of the Clan.
Zhao Feng suddenly remembered what Lord Guanjun had said:
“After entering the Clan, your first goal is to become an Inner Disciples because outer disciples aren’t even important. If one or two outer disciples die, the Clan won’t even care.”
“Only inner disciples will be protected and raised by the Clan. At this time, Hai Yun Master would be hard pressed to harm you.”
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Outer disciples were just like ants, if some of them died, the upper positions of the Clan wouldn’t even mind. Only by becoming an inner disciples would one get into the real circle of the Clan.
Because he didn’t have a task, Zhao Feng decided to see the jobs of his two brothers.
Yang Qingshan was to water, fertilise and carry all the s*** throughout the fields, a tiring and dirty job.
Those who had the same task as him had much easier jobs.
“Newbie, faster. If you don’t finish by night, your pay will be deducted.” A cold voice came from a nearby house.