"Brothers, you've worked hard. From now on, leave the heavy and tiring tasks to me. It's all my fault for coming late and letting you suffer for so long." Xu Wuzhou walked up to the three disciples, grasping their hands tightly, with a look of tearful self-blame.

The three disciples were stunned. From his words, they realized this was a core disciple.

Although core disciples of the Dao Sect wouldn't bully outer disciples, they did have a sense of superiority. Never had a core disciple been so warm to them.

In the past, if a core disciple even smiled at them, they felt honored, let alone Xu Wuzhou's brotherly enthusiasm now.