C2229 I Met a Fake Zhang Xing

Grand Elder gloomily returned to his residence, closed his eyes, and sat motionless on his chair.

Initially, he thought that joining Zhang Xing was a shortcut, but he didn't want to be ruined by Master's words.

Even if Zhang Xing appreciated him, his status was still below Master's.

He might as well take advantage of this opportunity and use Master's order to do a big job