As Huang Xiaolong glanced over, the young man with crimson hair, Chang Fang, followed Zheng Wei's gaze towards Huang Xiaolong. Upon seeing that Huang Xiaolong was only at the Ancient God Seventh Stage Early Stage, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was about to speak, Huang Xiaolong said, "Sorry, we're not interested in joining you."
Chang Fang and the disciples behind him were taken aback.
"Kid, you're not a disciple of the Golden Drum Sect, are you?" Chang Fang didn't get angry but laughed and said, "Do you know who I am? And can you make decisions on behalf of Zheng Wei and Wang Hua?"
His smile was one of superiority.
With his status on the Green Spirit Divine Plane, no one among the younger generation except for a few dared to go against his will.
Huang Xiaolong's expression was indifferent: "I'm not interested in knowing who you are. I can make decisions for Zheng Wei and the others."
