Zhang Family, I'm Back!

Yin Qianbao was completely numb.

Was this even a normal human being?

If a normal person knew they had such a powerful enemy, shouldn't they be trembling all over, their face drained of color?

What was with this Su Qingchen?

Faced with Yin Qianbao's question, Zhang Xuanchen replied:

"Afraid of death.

Of course I'm afraid of death.

How many people in this world aren't afraid of dying?

But being afraid of death doesn't mean you have to show it.

Would displaying fear and terror keep you from dying?

It wouldn't."

"Besides, it is the Zhang Family that stands against the Feather Immortal Sect, not my Su Family.

When it truly comes down to a life-or-death crisis, I can hide and flee.

In a battle between Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators, who would notice one Qi Refinement ant like me missing?"

The moment those words came out, Yin Qianbao froze where he stood.

His eyes stared straight at Zhang Xuanchen.

Then he burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful.

Brother Su, you truly are a fascinating man.

Aren't you afraid I'll tell the Zhang Family everything you just said?

With the Zhang Family's ways, they would surely give me some reward."

At that, Zhang Xuanchen's lips curled upward.

He unhurriedly took a sip of spirit tea.

"I trust Brother Yin's character.

Besides, with Brother Yin's background, would you care about such trifling favors?"

"Hahaha, good.

Brother Su is forthright. Though I, Yin Qianbao, am lacking in talent, I am a man of loyalty.

Rest assured.

If the Zhang Family asks you to gather information about the Feather Immortal Sect again in the future, come find me.

An opportunity to shear wool from a sheep must not be missed."

By now, Yin Qianbao had completely regarded Zhang Xuanchen as a friend