"A mere ant serving as a Sword Slave, why bother wasting your breath on such a person! Let's go register as well!" Young Master Shangguan glanced at Chu Feng with contempt and, with his head held high in pride, walked over to the registration point under the sect stele, escorted by a crowd of geniuses.
Chu Feng and Chu Yun were walking ahead of them, but since there was only one registration point and there were many talented individuals to register.
Thus, a long queue had formed.
At least forty or fifty people were lined up in front of them.
Chu Feng and Chu Yun honestly stood in line at the back, but Young Master Shangguan had no intention of queuing. He walked straight to the front of the line, took off his waist tag, and handed it over to the aged man responsible for the registration with a smile.
"I would like to ask Brother to help me with the registration!"
