"Good, good, good!"
Wan Zhenxing smiled and gestured for the Wan sisters to stand up.
Then, he cupped his fists at Zhang Xing. "Haha, welcome, welcome!"
"Patriarch, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Xing, the sect leader of the Dragon Sect in the Third Heaven."
As soon as Wan Zhenxing finished his sentence, Wan Mei immediately introduced him.
"Zhang Xing, this is our Wan Family's Patriarch!"
Zhang Xing nodded slightly at Wan Zhenxing, then walked to a table and sat down as if no one else was around.
Meanwhile, Ding Peng and the other nine prodigies stood uneasily on the spot, not knowing what to do.
For a moment, the guest hall fell silent.
Wan Zhenxing, who had been given the cold shoulder, was also very embarrassed. He was the owner of this place, but he was almost ignored by Zhang Xing.
A trace of anger appeared on his face.
However, when he saw the expressions of the nine prodigies, the trace of unhappiness in his heart immediately disappeared.
It was obvious that the nine prodigies were clearly afraid of Zhang Xing. They were so scared that they didn't even dare to sit down.
Usually, such a situation would only happen when the inferior person faced the superior person.
However, Zhang Xing was only from the Third Heaven. How could these prodigies be so afraid of him?
Thus, another bold guess appeared in Wan Zhenxing's mind.
"Could it be that they have already fought in the Thunder Burial Ground and these prodigies were all defeated by Zhang Xing?"
At the thought of this, Wan Zhenxing couldn't help but shudder.
These prodigies on the Prodigy Roll were all disciples of the three major forces. Which of the disciples of the three major forces had ever submitted to anyone?
As far as he knew, there had never been a figure of the younger generation who could make these prodigies lose their composure.
Even if it was the top ten prodigies on the Prodigy Roll.
How could Zhang Xing be so terrifying?
What exactly happened in the Thunder Burial Ground?
"What's the matter?"
At that moment, Zhang Xing knocked on the table and spoke calmly.
Although he didn't name them, the nine prodigies knew that he was talking about them.
Zhang Xing's words were very arrogant. He meant that if there was nothing else, they could leave.
But how could these nine prodigies leave empty-handed?
Although Zhang Xing gave them a lot of pressure, they also knew about Zhang Xing's background.
He was just a small Sect Master from some Third Heaven Sect.
If he didn't have a powerful background, why would he be afraid of him?
The answer was that it was impossible.
"Of course we have something to discuss. We're here to look for you."
Ding Peng straightened his neck, but his tone was not very tough. It was more or less like he was putting on a strong front.
"Oh?
What's the matter? "Zhang Xing didn't even look at them. He turned his head and looked at the layout of the hall.
"Zhang Xing, don't play dumb with us. Hand over the Dao Thunder Fruit!"
The leader of the Three Heroes Demonic Eagle said.
"How annoying. Even though you know you can't get it, you still shamelessly ask for it.
Don't tell me that you've always used this kind of method to snatch things from others? "
Just as Zhang Xing was speaking, Wan Mei obediently brought over a new tea set and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing leisurely blew on the tea leaves in the teacup and took a sip.
"You..."
The youngest of the Three Heroes Demonic Eagle was so agitated that he took a step forward. However, he was stopped by the leader beside him.
"Don't be rash, Third Brother."
As he said that, he turned to look at Zhang Xing. "Alright, we can buy the Dao Thunder Fruit from you. Name your price!"
Instead of being rebuffed, why not use the method of a transaction to negotiate?
There was nothing in this world that Divine Crystals and Dharma treasures couldn't solve.
"Hmm, that's more like it. Tell me, what's the market price of this Dao Thunder Fruit?"
Zhang Xing put down the teacup and asked indifferently.