Zhongzhou, on the open ground of the ancient battlefield, in front of a highland plateau.
Zhang Han stared at the Chi Jia in front of him, his inner thoughts filled with complaints.
This person had actually rejected him.
What was his identity?
A member of the Wayless Sect, the Respected Master's Second Disciple!
The Sect Master of the Yin Yang Array Sect, ruling over a large province!
And the foremost expert in the Way of the Formation of this generation!
With so many titles to his name, how could this junior have rejected him? And the reason being that he already had a Respected Master?
So what if you hail from a Second-Rank Sect and have a Respected Master? Wouldn't it be wonderful to switch to a more esteemed lineage?
And, is your master as formidable as I am?
To think that you would reject me.
Zhang Han's heart sank at that thought, although he remained quite amiable on the surface.
"May I ask who your esteemed master is?"
That's what Zhang Han said.