The moment before, Jiang Shutong's tone was strange and sarcastic, but the next second, he fell silent.
His cultivation level wasn't high, and although his cultivation of character was lacking, he wasn't so overwhelmed by hostility as to become a complete fool.
He even gulped, unable to stop himself from swallowing.
Up... Upper Envoy?
Grandmaster!!
His own senior brother had already achieved a breakthrough in martial arts mastery, and yet hadn't even glimpsed the face of this grandmaster, but now, he was directly coming out to greet him??
Jiang Shutong shrank his neck.
A woman with a vermillion dot on her brow floated in, draped in a thin veil, her eyes misty, her nose tall and elegant,
looking like a beauty from an ancient painting rather than a modern person.
Zhang Fusheng's heart tightened, here was another grandmaster in full bloom like Old Shi!
This was not someone that the weakened Huang Qiuxian could compare with.
He awkwardly performed a greeting:
