"So you're Zhang Fan? Come with me."
The cold words fell on Zhang Fan's ears, carrying an unquestionable authority and an air of superiority that made Zhang Fan's expression ripple strangely.
He remembered, back when he had just descended Zhenwu Mountain, his Daoist Skill was newly formed and his strength weak, so many people never saw him as anything worth regarding.
Especially that day at Taoyuan Square, when Hai Pig used the He Family to open the Dragon Vein's Evil Gate and refine the Dragon Saliva, the other side hadn't even bothered to notice him.
Yet ever since Zhang Fan entered High Skill, it had been a long time since anyone treated him with this kind of attitude.
Even when facing Li Changgeng that day, he had been perfectly... unmoved.
"Who are you?" Zhang Fan stared at the suddenly appearing Hua Yanqiu, his tone indifferent.
"I'm a member of the Divine Power Association's investigation team, Hua Yanqiu..."
