"How could this happen?"
The previously smiling face of Zhang Bolong was now stiff, and his expression was grim, while Zhang Jian, who thought he was doomed, was beaming with joy.
"Great, just great, hahaha, the old fool is finished."
"You, you are actually a Qi Transformation Expert, and at least, at least at the Qi Transformation Middle Stage. Who, who, who exactly are you..."
Lying on the ground, half-dead, Zhang Xiong's eyes were filled with fear and despair.
He never dreamed that the young Zhang Xiaoshan would have such terrifying cultivation.
Unbelievable.
Inconceivable.
"Are you still thinking about taking me as a disciple now?"
"Are you qualified to be my master?"
Zhang Xiaoshan looked coldly at Zhang Xiong, his eyes full of disdain.
Zhang Xiong was utterly ashamed.
"Sir, it, it was our Zhang family that was wrong."
"I am willing to give up one-third of our Zhang family's shares and assets, no, I am willing to give up half, to beg for your forgiveness."
