At Changtian Peak, Zhang Yuntian, holding a wine jar, was pouring wine for Zheng Ming, and not far from him, his wife was quietly speaking to Mu Waner.
"Zheng Ming, ever since you came to Wanxiang Mountain, I couldn't stand the sight of you. I thought you would surely bring great trouble to our Changtian Sect. Little did I expect, you're even more formidable than I imagined."
"Hahahaha, it's been what, a month since you arrived at Wanxiang Mountain?"
Zheng Ming gazed at the amber-colored wine before him, gently picked it up, and took a sip, saying, "Almost twenty days, I guess!"
"Hahahaha, just over twenty days and you've become the Sect Master, killed a few Head Seats, and even executed Kaiyang Sect's envoy. Compared to you, it seems like I've been doing nothing all my life in Wanxiang Mountain."
