Qin Lan thought that the things he pursued stubbornly was right before him. For these few years, the little cliques at the Ascending Dragon Slope was unwilling to accept him, a disciple from the foreign branch. They do not trust him. It caused him to hit the wall at all times for he always wanted to find a patron.
Weren't this patron right before him?
Now, Qin Lan realized that he was not scared. On the contrary, he looked forward to it somewhat.
The strength of the Purple Pupil Golden Ox was extraordinary. As soon as he stepped out, his imposing manner was full of oppression. Although he had stopped unleashing his aura, it was enough to make Qin Shaohong and his people breath with difficulty.
For all the giant trees outside the yard, even for the trees as big as two person, they also bend their bodies under such aura and emerged bitter "creaking" sound.
