"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you don't have to worry. After I revealed my cultivation level, no one from the Haoran Sect would dare to come to Mingzhu to seek revenge on you before my death." Xiao Nanshan seeing that Xiao Qiang had been silent for a long time and assuming that he was worrying about the reprisal from the Haoran Sect, smiled and spoke.
Xiao Qiang was even more puzzled. He genuinely did not understand where Xiao Nanshan got this confidence from.
Xiao Nanshan chuckled slightly, "Are you curious about why the juniors of the Haoran Sect did not show any intention to resist after being intimidated by me?"
Xiao Qiang nodded his head, "I was just about to ask Senior."
The relationship between him and Xiao Nanshan was strange. One called the other a daoist friend, and the other addressed the other as a senior, clearly maintaining a certain distance, careful and cautious, while also on guard against each other.
