Taichu Sheng Luo had never asked his disciples to stir up trouble. He had always been fairly friendly.
He knew that causing trouble was something only small fry did. If one wanted to maintain their standing in the Jianghu or earn everyone's respect, then they should honestly do what they were supposed to do.
Of course, Zhang Tieniu had no intention of letting Taichu Sheng Luo off either. He constantly badmouthed Taichu Sheng Luo behind his back, sometimes even doing so in secret.
He had not been trained by Taichu Sheng Luo. He was naturally talented and self-taught, which made things particularly awkward at times.
You weren't Taichu Sheng Luo's disciple, so why were you using his name to open a Martial Arts Hall?
If you really had the ability, then stop relying on someone else's reputation and depend on your own strength. He was the sort who ate from one pot while eyeing another.
His ambitions had always been enormous, and no one could reason with him. He might even believe that he had not made the slightest mistake.
That made things quite awkward much of the time. After taking a look at him, Taichu Sheng Luo felt that Zhang Tieniu had been born with a rebellious streak.
When Zhang Tieniu had first spoken to him, his attitude had been excellent. But as time went on, he became increasingly disobedient and even began openly opposing him.
Ever since childhood, no one in Zhang Tieniu's family had thought highly of him.
They all believed that a minor character like him was unworthy of communicating or speaking with any of them.
Zhang Tieniu had actually grown used to it, but later, he suddenly came to a realization. Why?
Because he had always believed that if someone wanted to establish themselves independently,