The night remained deep and dark. On the Official Road leading to Pingyang City, urgent hoofbeats rang out as three fine horses carried Zhang Xiaohu, Changge, and Chen Chen back to Misty Manor.
"Brother Zhang... now I finally understand. You do not possess any profound martial arts yourself, but with such a blood brother, what place under heaven could you not go? Even the position of Great Sect Leader of the Misty Sect must be easily secured for you, I fear!"
Having witnessed Zhang Xiaohua's unimaginable methods, Changge could not help but be thoroughly convinced. She spoke to Zhang Xiaohu about it.
"Hehe, ever since that brat began cultivating immortality, he has become harder and harder for me to understand. Back then... he was just a little brat who always peed on me!" Zhang Xiaohu said with feeling.
Chen Chen burst out laughing. "Exactly! The first time I saw Xiaohua was at the Martial Arts Tournament. At his age, he still had the nerve to compete with the disciples of Fledgling Eagle Hall. He was so clumsy and awkward that no one thought highly of him. Yet... in only a few years, he actually... actually achieved so much. Even Great Gang Leader Ou back then... might not have been his match!"
Changge nodded. "It is only natural that Xiaohu does not know. I have seen Great Gang Leader Ou's skills before. To tell the truth, just as little sister said, Great Gang Leader Ou was far inferior to him!"
"Hehe, by what you are saying, would Xiaohua be the most suitable person to sit as Great Sect Leader of the Misty Sect?" Zhang Xiaohu asked with a smile.
"Oh, get lost. How could that be? Xiaohua wants to found his own sect. Why would he even spare our Misty Sect