"My goodness, Foundation Establishment Stage Three, and a junior pill refinement master, such grand titles! Who are you trying to intimidate with that? I'm at Foundation Establishment Stage Five and have yet to speak. What are you getting all riled up about?" A male cultivator in his thirties disdainfully said.
"And you are...?" Zhang Lei asked.
The cultivator snorted, "My name is Jixiang, a humble name that Miss Zhang probably hasn't heard of."
"So you're Jixiang, I've heard a lot about you. My apologies for any disrespect." Zhang Lei knew Jixiang was no trivial matter. Much like Pan Yulin, he was a lone cultivator who had managed to get where he was today solely on his own merit, which was no small feat. Such lone cultivators were naturally competitive and ruthless, which is what built Jixiang's character of not yielding easily.
Jixiang casually saluted Zhang Lei, "Miss Zhang, I would like to be the leader, do you think I qualify?"
