"Young Master Zhang!"
Seeing the terrifying look in Zhang Junlan's eyes, Tang Tianshan, the protector, and the three grand elders were utterly frightened.
Looking at Zhang Junlan was like seeing a ghost, the terrifying aura from before instantly dissipated.
"Young Master Zhang? Which Young Master Zhang?" Zhou Santong trembled violently, his eyes bulging as he stared at Zhang Junlan, completely unaware of Zhang Junlan's identity.
But the fact that he could elicit such terror from Tang Tianshan and the others was enough to show how fearsome Zhang Junlan's background was.
The elders and high-ranking officials of the Shuiyun Sect also jumped in fright, and terror instantly crawled across their pale faces.
Who exactly was Zhang Junlan? To the extent of scaring Tang Tianshan and the others to this extent?
"What's wrong with the Ming King Sect's leader and the others? Why are they so scared?"
"I... we seem to have offended a major figure..."