Zhang Zishan, Zhang Chong's only son, had also come to Heavenly Poison Island.
By all rights, his qualifications did not warrant a place on Heavenly Poison Island, but his father, Zhang Chong, was the island's second-in-command.
Naturally, his father had meant well.
Heavenly Poison Island gathered the finest Poison Masters from all across Cloud Star. Even a casual word of guidance from any one of them could benefit him for the rest of his life.
Of course.
It was naturally impossible for him to participate directly in the research.
Given his status, it was equally impossible for him to do menial work on the island.
So his duty was to receive, settle, and attend to volunteers like Yi Feng.
Having just delivered Yi Feng's dinner, he stepped outside and spat.
"Hmph, Zhang Zishan has actually fallen so low as to deliver meals."
"Eat, eat, eat. Aren't you afraid my food will choke you to death?"
"My father really is something else. He insisted on making me come to this lousy island, saying I could learn something. Doing this kind of crap every day—what the hell can I learn?"
"What pisses me off most is that there isn't even a decent woman on this island."
His white robes were spotless, and not even the soles of his shoes bore the slightest speck of dirt.
His face was unusually fair, with phoenix eyes and a high nose bridge. He could truly be called Jade-Faced Peerless.
Dressed as he was, women would flock to him wherever he went.
That was also what he took the greatest pride in, and he was rather addicted to that feeling.
"Ah, I really do miss the little ladies I keep at home..."
Just then, Night Owl flew in from the horizon.
Her Storage Ring was crammed full