The night was still deep, and on the official road leading to Pingyang City, a hurried sound of horse hooves echoed as three steeds carried Xiao Hu, Chang Ge, and Chen Chen back to the Misty Mountain Manor.
"Master Zhang... I understand now, you don't seem to have any profound martial arts skills. As long as you have this biological younger brother, there is nowhere in the world you can't go. I'm afraid it would be extremely easy for you to secure the position of Misty Sect's Gang Master!"
Chang Ge had seen Zhang Xiaohua's unfathomable techniques, and couldn't help but admire them in her heart, speaking to Zhang Xiaohu.
"Hehe, this kid, ever since he started cultivating the Path of Immortality, he's become more and more incomprehensible to me. Back in the day, he was nothing but a little brat who used to pee on me!" Zhang Xiaohu exclaimed with emotion.
