Cai Yuanjie's face turned livid, and he quaveringly said, "Good, good! Fang Daqian, you go! As a slave of my Cai Family, you should be a slave of the Incense-smelling Sect! I can't give you anything, the Incense-smelling Sect can give it to you." Fang Dazhao proudly said, "Right, I'm a slave of the Incense-smelling Sect, which is a hundred times better than yours. Those disciples of yours have been unsatisfied with you for a long time. With just one word, they all came over. Have you ever thought that the Incense-smelling Sect has established the Sacred Knife Altar recently? And I'm the owner and the Guardian of the Altar. If you can't survive in the Jianghu and want to return to the Sacred Knife Altar, I'm willing to accept you. Your two useless skills of the knife can be used to chopping
