"Elder Zhang Heng?" Chen Chen's tone remained calm, as though he were merely asking in passing.
"That's right! That Elder Zhang Heng!" Sun Pangzi lowered his voice, a trace of wariness and disgust appearing on his face. "Senior Brother Ye, you're new here, so you might not know. Elder Zhang Heng is the nightmare of every Outer Sect Disciple! He oversees the Mission Hall, and he's greedy to the bone. He's also narrow-minded and vindictive. Whoever offends him, or fails to offer him gifts and tribute, will have a hard time from then on."
Sun Pangzi leaned closer, his voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "He'll specifically assign you missions where nine deaths await for every chance of life, or simply dead-end missions that can't possibly be completed. Once you fail, he'll use sect rules as an excuse to dock your allowances, or even punish you by sending you to places like Cliff of Contemplation or the mines, where he'll torment you to death!"
"Quite a few newcomers with backbone, unwilling to wallow in the mud with him, were done to death this way."
Chen Chen sneered inwardly.
It seemed Lin Yueru's intelligence had not been wrong in the slightest.
This Zhang Heng truly was no good thing.
Moreover, judging from Sun Pangzi's tone, Zhang Heng's reputation within the sect was already known to everyone, yet he still sat securely in the position of Mission Hall elder. There was likely nothing simple behind that.
"What do you mean by telling me this?" Chen Chen looked at Sun Pangzi, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
He did not believe that this shrewd-looking fatty would reveal so much "inside information" to him for no reason.
Sun Pangzi's heart jolted beneath Chen Chen's gaze. He hurriedly rubbed his hands together and chuckled. "Senior