Zhang Haoran frowned slightly as he watched Zhang Qianshan speak with great eloquence.
Zhang Qianshan was a disciple under Little Bamboo Peak of Shu Mountain.
He was at the peak of the Golden Core realm and served as the Shu Mountain Garrison Commander of Wanping County in Great Xia.
Though it was said to be Wanping County, the demons and monsters in several nearby counties also fell under his jurisdiction.
After Zhang Qianshan finished speaking, he sized Zhang Haoran up with his eyes.
Seeing that Zhang Haoran remained silent for a long while, the disciple standing beside Zhang Qianshan angrily rebuked him:
"What an ignorant brat! My master is speaking to you and inviting you to drink, yet you dare put on airs here!
"If my master had not seen talent in you, he would have killed you long ago!"
As those words were spoken, the bull demon beside them clenched its fists and glared viciously at Zhang Haoran.
If Zhang Qianshan had not held it back, the bull demon would have been unable to restrain itself and attacked long ago.
Zhang Haoran raised his eyes and glanced at that disciple again.
This person was not even a proper Shu Mountain disciple, merely a disciple Zhang Qianshan had taken in after becoming a garrison commander.
Though this disciple was young and weak in cultivation.
Whenever he encountered eighth-rank or seventh-rank court officials, or people of profound cultivation, he still carried himself with immense arrogance.
What supported him was naturally Zhang Qianshan and the weight of being a Shu Mountain disciple.
And it was not merely Great Xia. In all the world, who did not revere and fear Shu Mountain?
The mere words "Shu Mountain" were enough to make countless hearts quake.
Zhang Qianshan waved a hand. "Young man, you have