Xu the Great Hoodwinker Returns to the Fray!

"Little fellow?"

Zhang Zhongmou's pupils contracted involuntarily.

At his age, this man was calling him a little fellow? This brat...

There really was something fishy going on!

Could it be that even this youthful face was a deliberate disguise?

But judging by his bone age, he was only in his twenties! Zhang Zhongmou's thoughts fell into disarray. If someone standing before him could even falsify his bone age, just how powerful was he truly? When had the Zhang Clan provoked such an enemy?! As for whether this brat was really as ordinary as he looked...

What a joke! What junior would dare put on an act before Zhang Zhongmou? Did he have a death wish?! Zhang Zhongmou suppressed his doubts, swallowed, and forced out, "You... who exactly are you?"

Xu Xiaoshou strolled leisurely through the air.

Perhaps before this, he would have felt somewhat guilty about pretending to be a big shot.

But after witnessing the masked man's cultivation realm, he understood that there was a kind of person in this world who did not cultivate spiritual essence.

And by an unfortunate coincidence, his Sword Thought realm seemed capable of imitating a fraction or two of the masked man's bearing? He fell silent for a full twelve breaths before finally speaking in imitation of the masked man's detached tone.

"Who am I?"

"Heh. I'll give you three chances. Take a guess."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled faintly. "If you fail to guess it, I'll ask for something from your Scripture Repository."

That contemptuous tone, honestly speaking, immediately stoked Zhang Zhongmou's anger.

He nearly struck at once, but when he recalled the Su Family's miserable state from a few days ago, Zhang Zhongmou calmly restrained his impulse.

He knew that Tiansang City had been extraordinarily unstable lately.

It was entirely possible that some