Di Qiankun knew that tomorrow night, someone would ascend to the position of Young Sect Leader!
And the most likely person to take that position was none other than Ye Huan!
Ye Huan was too monstrous, too wicked!
Di Qiankun was unwilling to let the position of Young Sect Leader be snatched away just like that!
But what could unwillingness achieve?
Di Qiankun felt utterly powerless.
He knew that even though his character and integrity were impeccable, definitely better than Ye Huan, when it came to martial talent, he could likely fall short!
If his martial talent couldn't compare, everything would be in vain!
A strong sense of defeat overwhelmed Di Qiankun, who took out a packet of Red Pagoda Mountain cigarettes, treasured for over a year, and started smoking while lying flat on the ground with his arms spread wide.
There was no sparkle in his eyes, only a sense of defeat.
Not much different from a dead man.
