Master Jishi never expected that he had already become Zhang Xiaoshan's target, instead wearing a smug expression.
"Young one, what do you think of my Thunder Skill?"
"Tell me, if this strike hits you, will it turn you into charcoal?"
Master Jishi sneered at Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan responded disdainfully.
"These tricks are fine for show, but don't get reckless in front of me. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died."
"You insolent brat, how dare you speak to me like that? I'll kill you."
As he spoke, Master Jishi's right palm began to gather lightning.
"No, no, Master Jishi, don't act rashly, let's talk it over."
Liu Dajiang hurriedly stepped between them to mediate.
"Hmph, this kid has repeatedly spouted nonsense, insulting this monk. I can't let him off easily. Today, he must give me a reasonable explanation."
"Explanation? You think you deserve one from me?"
Zhang Xiaoshan found Master Jishi increasingly ridiculous.
