Ding Fan saw Qi Changran blocking him, his brows slightly furrowing.
"Is there something else?" Ding Fan's brows furrowed as he looked toward the nearby Qi Changran, actually curious about what the other party intended to do.
"Since you've impersonated Jia Tong, where exactly is the real Jia Tong now?" Qi Changran demanded righteously.
Ding Fan felt a wave of disdain in his heart.
This Qi Changran was always a petty man, willing to betray anything for his own benefit. In the past, to curry favor with the Myriad Demon Sect, didn't he agree to marry off his daughter, Qi Luomei, to the adopted son of the sect leader?
And yet such a petty man, right now in front of his sect disciples, was asking for Jia Tong. In Ding Fan's view, the other party was just putting on a show in front of all the disciples, pretending to care so much for his followers...
