Getting close to our old master?
Hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, many members of the Ji family expressed confusion, not understanding what they meant.
Wasn't this Master Zhang brought back by the Ji family?
How did it turn into deliberately getting close to the old master?
"Heh, Bai Xiaofan, now that I've already lost to you, kill me or skin me, as you wish. There's no need to say such nonsense!"
Master Zhang looked at Bai Xiaofan, who stood in front of him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared viciously at Bai Xiaofan.
"Don't you want to avenge your dead disciple? Zhang Yi having a master like you is truly unfortunate!"
Bai Xiaofan's lips curled up in a playful arc as he lifted his foot and gently stepped on the other's chest, a mischievous glint emerging in his eyes.
"Rest assured, even if I die and can't personally avenge my disciple, someone will come for you. I'll be waiting for you below!"
