"Clan Leader, an entire night has passed, and those outer sect disciples haven't made any moves yet. Could there be some kind of plot?"
The lack of action from the outer sect disciples made those under Zhang Menglong feel a bit uneasy.
Normally, if a subordinate is detained, isn't the boss supposed to come storming in to demand justice? Yet, even by the next morning, there was no movement.
"I'd say, the president of their student council must have been scared out of his wits by our Shamate Clan's Clan Leader."
"That's right! They're just a bunch of outer sect disciples, even if there were millions of them, our Clan Leader wouldn't give them a second thought."
"Clan Leader, you've really boosted the morale of us apprentice disciples. I'd wager that in the future, not just outer sect disciples, but even inner sect disciples wouldn't dare to easily oppress us anymore."
