"What did you say?" the young man looked over, puzzled.
"Nothing!" Zhang Xuan replied with an embarrassed smile.
"How about you? What do you want to do with borrowed fate?" the young man asked curiously as well.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xuan said, "Same as you, but not only do I want to meet Zhang Xuan, I also want to capture him and kill him!"
The young man's expression turned odd. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "We're just here to borrow fate, not to dream…"
Zhang Xuan was displeased, "You think I can't succeed?"
"Go ahead and succeed slowly…"
The young man backed away a bit, afraid of catching a nervous breakdown, becoming neurotic as well.
"..."
Zhang Xuan was speechless. As he was contemplating whether to continue waiting, he saw the door of the tile-roofed house in front of him creak open.
Then, a beautiful lady with long legs walked out slowly, accompanied by a young boy.
"It's… the Xuanji Sect Leader, Liu Xuanji! Why did she come in person?"
