'Young Master Zhang?'
Jiang Jichen picked up on the intriguing implications.
Generally speaking, the only person in a sect who could be called Young Sect Master was the Sect Leader's son.
No one else could be called Young Sect Master, not even those qualified to contend for the Sect Leader's position.
But now, the Seven Profound Sect had an additional "Young Master Zhang"!
Jiang Jichen wasn't angered by the mockery in the slightest. He gave a faint smile and said, "He truly is the Young Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect. If you don't believe me, you can go ahead and announce us to someone with authority here."
However, upon hearing Jiang Jichen's words, the skinny, middle-aged man grew displeased, his face instantly darkening.
'What did he mean by that?'
'Telling me to pass on a message and call for someone in charge!'
'So, in his eyes, I'm just a nobody with no authority?'
'Damn it! How dare he look down on me!'
