Zhang Jianxing patted Lin Bai's shoulder, and the two looked like old friends reunited.
"What were they laughing about just now?" Zhang Jianxing asked curiously.
Lin Bai smiled bitterly and said, "When I arrived at the North Frost Dynasty, I saw the Bingxi River, which was remarkably strange. Instead of flying, I chose to walk step by step. They thought I was a penniless pauper and laughed at me!"
Zhang Jianxing laughed heartily, "You always like to do peculiar things that differ from others!"
With laughter, Zhang Jianxing and Lin Bai headed toward the cottage.
"Senior Brother Zhang Jianxing, please wait!"
Chen Rui thought for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and calling out.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianxing furrowed his brow, paused his footsteps, turned back to glance at the stunned disciples, and his expression grew somewhat peculiar.
