His heart grew ever so comfortable. His senior sister's goddess-like aura was getting stronger and stronger. Just one glare from her was enough to make him feel like his soul was about to scatter.
Even though Zhong Xingwang held a low-ranking position in the Zhong Family due to his direct lineage and did not possess much prestige, he was, after all, a product of the Heavenly Man zhong Clan, a cultivator of the Spirit Platform Realm. When he was serious about fighting, he would not be too weak.
This kind of arrogant and domineering attitude was unfettered.
Liu Zhde and Zhao Bojun's faces turned to the color of pig liver, their hearts uncertain. Could it be that Zhong Luoxian's arrangement stemmed from the collaboration of the Heavenly Man Zhong Clan and the Wang Family?
Or perhaps, was this simply a coincidence?
But at this moment, they had no more time to think.
