Zhang Ling of the Core Elixir Realm

At first, after listening for a while, Ye Yun could only make out a few vague, scattered words.

Left with no choice, he carefully mobilized the True Essence within his body and channeled it into his left ear.

In an instant, under the effects of the True Essence, he felt the hearing in his left ear increase dramatically.

The words he had been unable to hear clearly gradually became distinct.

Fortunately, the two Zhang Lineage disciples next door were not highly cultivated and did not notice Ye Yun's actions.

If one of them had been a True Essence Realm martial artist, they should have detected something amiss the moment Ye Yun mobilized his True Essence.

Thus, the two oblivious Zhang Lineage disciples continued talking freely without restraint.

Not long after, Ye Yun finally heard the information he wanted.

"Brother Zixue, why did our young master capture a boatman for no reason?

It would have been one thing if he had captured him, but knowing that the boatman was half-dead, he still told us not to let him die no matter what.

Isn't this just making trouble for ourselves?" Zhang Zihao complained.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zixue, who sat across from him, changed expression and hurriedly said, "Zihao, what nonsense are you talking about? Is the young master's business something you and I can discuss?

I think you're tired of living. Have you forgotten how that person who discussed the young master behind his back died last time?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zihao said indifferently, "Brother Zixue, I think you're being far too cautious!

That man slandered the young master behind his back, but we haven't slandered him. We're merely discussing the matter as it stands.

So, Brother Zixue, there's no need for you to worry so much. I believe that even