As expected, Bai Huan laughed and said, "Brother Ren, why don't you tie your mount here, go inside to have a meal, and then I'll take you to meet our First Leader?"
"First Leader?" Zhang Xiaohua was startled, why did it sound like a bandit's title?
However, he didn't bother to argue and said, "That sounds good."
Bai Huan led Zhang Xiaohua through the door to a hall comparable to the one in Creek Villa's dining room. There were dozens of round tables inside, and many disciples were sitting there casually. Not one of them was eating properly, but many were eating and drinking loudly. Even half of them were drinking from wine bowls while eating, filling the entire hall with the smell of alcohol.
When Zhang Xiaohua smelled the alcohol, he frowned even more, as it was a far cry from his impression of the Xiang Sect.
