Inviting Zhang Sanfeng

"There is an important matter I wish to discuss with True Master Zhang," Su Chen stated his purpose.

"You wish to see Patriarch Sanfeng?" The two mountain-guarding disciples exchanged glances. Not daring to delay, they hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, honored guest. Allow us to report your arrival."

As disciples guarding Wudang Mountain, they were used to seeing all manner of martial arts heroes come to pay their respects. Their eyes had long since been honed to become sharp and discerning.

Someone like Su Chen, who appeared ordinary and mild-mannered yet possessed such an extraordinary bearing, was definitely no ordinary person.

The more someone concealed their abilities, the more formidable they usually were.

Now that Su Chen had asked to speak with Zhang Sanfeng, the two disciples naturally did not dare make the decision on their own and could only return to the mountain to report it.

Before long, a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe hurried out through the gates of Wudang Mountain.

This Daoist-robed man was none other than the eldest of the Wudang Seven Heroes, Zhang Sanfeng's personal disciple, Song Yuanqiao.

"I am Song Yuanqiao of Wudang. Greetings, honored guest." Song Yuanqiao stopped before the mountain gates and clasped his hands in salute. "May I know your name...?"

"Su Chen!" Su Chen did not conceal it and directly gave his name.

"Su Chen? God of Slaughter Su Chen?!" Upon hearing those two words, Song Yuanqiao's heart jolted, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

God of Slaughter Su Chen's name was infamous throughout the martial world.

Song Yuanqiao had not descended the mountain for a long time, yet he had still heard of Su Chen.

A blade for hire who killed for money!

He never left anyone alive beneath his cold blade!

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