Old Xiao?
Many people keenly picked up on the closeness toward Xiao Yan in Zhou Changqing's words.
That form of address was something only people who knew each other well would use.
For a moment, Jia Xingtian and the Misty Cloud Sect's senior members all wondered about the relationship between this Grand Weapon Refiner and Xiao Yan.
"Master Zhou, it seems you know Xiao Yan."
Yun Leng spoke as he regarded Zhou Changqing coldly.
Zhou Changqing shrugged and nodded without any attempt to hide it. "Yes, Old Xiao is a good friend of mine. We both came from Wutan City."
"But that shouldn't stop me from offering a few suggestions, should it?"
With his current strength and Medusa backing him, there was no need for him to hide anything in the Jia Ma Empire, nor did he care to.
Sure enough, everyone understood once Zhou Changqing admitted it.
If they weren't close, this Grand Weapon Refiner would have had no reason to risk offending the Misty Cloud Sect by stepping forward.
"Heh."
Yun Leng sneered. "Master Zhou, do you think I would believe you?"
"This concerns the Misty Cloud Sect's prestige. You would do well to stay out of it. I'll give you a choice: withdraw now, and I'll pretend your earlier interference never happened."
"Otherwise, I trust you know what happens to those who make enemies of the Misty Cloud Sect!"
Although Zhou Changqing possessed exceptional talent and dazzling gifts,
he was ultimately only a Dou Wang.
Yun Ling did not regard him as an equal, but as someone beneath him.
Otherwise, no matter how busy he was, he would have sent someone to approach him long ago.
At those words, Zhou Changqing smiled helplessly.
The Misty Cloud Sect had spent too long looking down from on high, too