Everyone in the arena looked at Zhang Xiaoshan as if they were looking at a fool.
The small leader who was slapped by Hu Meng just now scolded, saying.
"You little brat, aren't you afraid the wind will bite your tongue? Do you know our Hall Master's reputation in the Northeast? Among the Four Great Hall Masters, he ranks second, and his status in the Flying Fox Sect is in the top five. You dare to talk to our Hall Master like this, are you tired of living?"
"Oh, I saw you came in with Hu Meng just now, could it be you're his driver? Hehe, what qualifications does a driver have to shout here?"
"Driver?"
Upon hearing this, the disdain in Liu Wei's eyes grew even stronger.
"Kid, you look unfamiliar, you must have just become Hu Meng's driver recently? Hehe, do you think just because you're with the Hu family, you can soar to great heights and now want to seize the opportunity to make a name for yourself?"
