Zhao Gang took a deep breath, his eyes locked firmly on Lei Jun.
Lei Jun met his gaze with calm.
"Zhao," came Ji Chuan's voice from afar, "Master is summoning us."
Zhao nodded, withdrew his gaze, and left.
Lei Jun remained composed.
If his observations weren't mistaken, this Zhao might be Elder Ji's disciple, but he only knew his master had some old grudge with Yuan Mobai. *He didn't seem to know the details or the real story behind Yuan Mobai.*
Compared to this guy who couldn't beat him and was clumsy even in a verbal fight, Lei Jun paid more attention to someone else.
His eyes moved toward the distance.
There, Lin Xinran stood together with Ji Chuan, Zhao, and the other Mount Shu disciples.
*Whether that one was from the Jiangzhou Lin Clan or Youzhou Lin Clan, Lei Jun didn't care much for now.*
Before Lei Jun left the mountain this time, Master Yuan Mobai had mentioned that the internal affairs of the Mount Shu Sect weren't peaceful either.
