"Old Ancestor!"
At the sight of the two figures within the Escape Light, Zhang Chengkong's heart immediately leaped with joy.
Without another word, he hurriedly bowed in salute.
The two men were none other than Zhang Mingze and Zhang Mingyuan of the Zhang Family.
At that moment, both their gazes fell upon the Fire Cloud not far from them, and their eyes tightened.
"Daoist Friend Haoyuan..."
"Hehe, two Daoist Friends of the Zhang Family, it has been a while. I trust you have been well."
Ji Haoyuan revealed himself as well. Looking at the two before him, a faint, ambiguous smile played at the corners of his lips.
The Zhang brothers both frowned slightly. Instinctively, they sensed that Ji Haoyuan had not come with good intentions.
Still, they politely replied, "Daoist Friend Haoyuan, after so many days apart, your bearing has truly surpassed what it once was.
"May we know whether Daoist Friend Haoyuan has come to our Zhang Family's Taiping Mountain on some important business?"
"Hehe, it is nothing particularly important."
Ji Haoyuan smiled as though it were of no consequence.
"I merely wished to buy Taiping Mountain back."
"What?"
Upon hearing Ji Haoyuan's words, both Zhang Mingze and Zhang Mingyuan were taken aback.
Zhang Chengkong, below them, felt his heart tighten. Instinctively, he sensed something was wrong.
Then Zhang Mingyuan suddenly spoke. "Daoist Friend Haoyuan, surely you are joking?
"Taiping Mountain is a spirit mountain of our Zhang Family. How could we possibly sell it to outsiders?
"Please do not joke about such matters again.
"No matter what, our Zhang Family will never sell Taiping Mountain."
The instant his words fell, the atmosphere on the scene went still.
Zhang Mingze's heart tightened slightly.
Like Zhang Chengkong below, he too smelled a bad omen in the air.
Sure enough.