A single move defeated the enemy, and the room fell silent.
Except for Wu Ba, who was still bowing his head, devouring his meal in big bites.
Shortly after, footsteps could be heard from outside the hall; it was the disciple who had just been thrown out, coming back.
Although he wasn't hurt, his face was as red as charcoal.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately scoffed, "Zhang Yingqiong, now you know why I wouldn't let you leave to escort the cargo, right? With that cocky demeanor of yours, stepping outside Wudang Mountain would spell your doom!"
"Enough of that. Young Hero Li has traveled far and is climbing the mountain tomorrow. There's no time to play with you losers..."
That old man was still as foul-mouthed as ever.
His words made Zhang Yingqiong wish he could crawl into a hole, while others, although their faces contorted, became more cautious.
"Zhang Yushan, please instruct Young Hero Li."
