Zhang Sanfeng quickly reached Jiang Chen's side, crouched down to check Jiang Chen's injuries, then lightly exhaled and looked down at Jiang Chen's face, his eyes showing excitement.
"Master, how is Young Master Jiang?"
Chen Jingxuan asked anxiously.
"Mr Jiang is fine, just spiritually exhausted, a little rest will be enough."
Zhang Sanfeng replied without turning his head, staring straight into Jiang Chen's eyes, a hint of inquiry in his gaze, and deep within his eyes, an uncontrollable tension emerged.
"You are..."
Jiang Chen struggled to sit up from the ground, looking at Zhang Sanfeng with surprise and disbelief, "Are you Elder Zhang? Tai Chi Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng? This, this, this is too similar!"
"I am Zhang Sanfeng!"
Zhang Sanfeng suppressed his excitement, somewhat puzzled, "Has young friend met me before?"
"I saw your portrait in Wu Dan."
Jiang Chen replied softly.
"Wu Dan... still exists!"
