His face was full of disdain, not paying any special attention. Even if he had talent, in his eyes, he was still nothing more than a dog.
"However, we'll have to see if he even qualifies," Jun Shaoyang said flatly. "Let's observe for a while longer."
"Yes, young master." Tongshan bowed respectfully.
He paused for a moment, then spoke again: "You sent Tie Shan to find Senluo..."
Senluo had already died, yet the young master still sent people to find his whereabouts. He didn't know why.
"Do you really think he would die that easily?"
A teasing expression flashed across Jun Shaoyang's face, "Don't forget, he was my father's man. If he didn't have some ability, how could he have earned my father's trust? Even if he were truly dead, I would still need to see the body!"
Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Jun Shaoyang!
