Zhang Hao stared intently at Han Feng.
Reflected in his pupils was the shimmering, radiant Jade Scroll.
Also reflected was Han Feng's unnervingly calm face.
Shock.
An indescribable shock that made his heart skip a beat.
Zhang Hao asked himself.
'If it were me, in the same position, and I'd obtained an Ancient Cultivator's Relic like this—one that could change my destiny—what would I do?'
'I'd take the secret to my grave.'
'Bury it with me in my coffin.'
'There's no way I would've just casually brought it out in front of everyone like this!'
This went far beyond what the word "generous" could describe.
This was the kind of boldness that would move any ambitious leader!
'This kid…'
Zhang Hao's chest heaved violently as he forcefully suppressed the tempest raging in his heart.
He finally realized that from the very beginning, he had completely and utterly underestimated Han Feng.
This person possessed not only unfathomably mysterious skills and decisive, deadly strength.
