Zhang Li told Chen Mo that the man before them was Zhang Buhui, signaling that if there was anything to say, now was the time. He also wanted to hear what this was all about.
Chen Mo did not react to Zhang Li's little scheme. Whether he had a legitimate reason for seeking out Zhang Buhui today—and it was a very legitimate reason—or not, it did not matter. As a Xiantian Master, if he wanted to beat someone up, it would be easy.
Zhang Li's hidden thoughts were simple: if Chen Mo was in the wrong, then no matter what he did to Zhang Buhui, Zhang Li would not interfere for now. But after this was over, he would certainly go to the Special Affairs Administration and see whether they would give him an explanation.
Furthermore, Zhang Li would inform the entire Martial Arts World about this, letting all Martial Artists see how the Zhang family had been humiliated by a Special Affairs Administration consecrated master.
Through this matter, he would make all Martial Artists despise the Special Affairs Administration and its consecrated masters.
In truth, Zhang Li was not a Xiantian Master. If he truly resorted to such petty tactics, it would definitely bring even greater trouble. The other Xiantian Masters would also develop grievances against the entire Zhang family.
After all, Zhang Li would be setting all Xiantian Masters against him. Though it might affect Chen Mo's reputation somewhat, the effect would not be great. Instead, it would make more Xiantian Masters resent the Zhang family and Zhang Li.
Chen Mo stepped forward, confirmed that the man was indeed Zhang Buhui, then asked pointedly, "You are Zhang Buhui?"
"That's me! And you are?" Zhang Buhui asked curiously.
He did not believe the Clan Leader could have mistaken the