Evan stood with one hand behind his back and said indifferently, "I am here not to compete with you but to recruit talent for my Sacred Land..."
"You have reached this level as a disorganized stray practitioner, which shows extraordinary talent. I give you a chance to join my Monington. If you agree, I will not only spare your life but also grant you a book of cardinal-style technique. How about it?"
Hearing this, the other disciples were outraged.
"Shameless!"
"If it's a competition, then compete! Why recruit?"
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