After Zhang Xian finished speaking, he raised his head proudly and looked at the clouds in the sky.
After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement below.
The expected scene of panicked kowtowing did not appear.
He was a little puzzled and looked down.
Zhang Xing was still lying comfortably on the rattan chair. He even picked up a grape and ate it.
He didn't raise his head or open his eyes, as if he didn't see him.
Anger immediately spewed out of his eyes!
After showing off his strength and saying a few words, no one paid attention to him. He had lost all face.
"Preposterous!"
When did the Ovens become so arrogant that they didn't even bother with inner sect senior brothers?
He jumped off the crane and angrily walked in front of Zhang Xing.
"I'm asking you a question. Are you deaf or mute?"
He looked up and glanced at Zhang Xian. "Are you talking to me?"
Pfft!
Zhang Xian was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He was so angry. This kid was clearly pretending to be arrogant.
A small steward in charge of odd jobs was already so arrogant. If he didn't teach him a lesson today, he would definitely rebel in the future.
He didn't continue to talk nonsense with Zhang Xing. He raised his fist and punched.
The eyes of the two senior brothers behind Zhang Xian were indifferent.
Even if they killed Zhang Xing with one punch, they wouldn't have to bear any consequences.
He was just an odd job disciple.
The first condition to become an inner sect disciple was that one couldn't be older than 25 years old and had to be a one-star Venerable.
Zhang Xian and the other two had just entered the inner sect from the outer sect last year. They were 26 years old and one-star Venerable.
They were just newcomers in the inner sect and weren't famous.
They had some fame in the outer sect. After all, they had just been promoted to the inner sect and were still popular.
Today, they were here to pass on a message for their eldest senior brother.
There was only one sentence: Everything is fine, don't worry!
He didn't understand what this sentence meant. He thought that their eldest senior brother and Zhang Xing had … true love.
But their eldest senior brother said that he was here to pass on a message.
Zhang Xian was relieved. After all, knowing their eldest senior brother's secret was a very dangerous thing. He could die at any time.
Their attitude said it all. Zhang Xian could see that their eldest senior brother and the higher-ups didn't care about Zhang Xing.
There was even annoyance on his face.
Therefore, he knew what he had to do.
However, before he could even see Zhang Xing, he ran into an old man from the Ovens.
His punch was filled with anger. Even if he couldn't kill Zhang Xing, he could at least cripple him.
Of course, this was what he thought.
Just as his fist was a foot away from Zhang Xing, Zhang Xing opened his mouth and spat out a grape seed.
Boom!
Although the grape seed was small, it contained great power.
Zhang Xian felt as if his fist had been smashed by a giant hammer, and he felt a sudden pain.
It was already too late for him to change his move and withdraw.
Crack!
The bones in his fist were shattered, and his body was sent flying over ten meters away by a huge force. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Senior Brother Li Yi and Senior Brother Zhao Qi's faces changed, their eyes filled with fear.
They didn't have time to think. They flew to Zhang Xian's side and began to treat his injuries in a flurry.
A moment later, the pale-faced Zhang Xian let out a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xing.
"Who … who are you?"
He asked weakly.
He had always thought that Zhang Xing was the steward here. But now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.
No matter which steward it was, he could tell from his clothes that he was an outer or inner disciple.
They couldn't wait to suck up to him. How could they have the guts to attack him?
"I'm the Zhang Xing you're looking for. If you have something to say, say it."
"What?
You're Zhang Xing? "
Pfft!
Zhang Xian spat out another mouthful of blood.
"You didn't answer when I asked you, and now you're telling me you're Zhang Xing after you beat me to the ground.
You should've said so earlier. I could've left as soon as I sent you the message. There was no need for me to come here personally. "