The Latent Dragon Grand Contest

"Master, rest assured. I won't let junior brother die in vain," Zhong Chan said in a lowered voice, "If there's anything I can do to avenge his death, please instruct me. I'll do anything as long as it's within my capabilities."

A smile bloomed on Kuang Tian Zheng's face as soon as he heard these words. These were the words he had been waiting for.

"Master, do you have a plan in mind?" Zhong Can asked.

"I don't have a plan yet," Kuang Tian Zheng said as he shook his head, "However, I won't let that brat have an easy time after he joins the sect. It's best if we can disturb his cultivation. After all, he's not even 3,000 years old, but he has already achieved so much. I'm afraid we'd be at a disadvantage if he continues to grow. At that time, the tables might turn, and we might be in trouble."

A hint of fear could be heard in Kuang Tian Zheng's voice nearing the end of his words.