Zhang Li Qiang Shook his head. ''Zhang Yi Chen, oh, Yi Chen!'' He put the cup aside and looked at Hui Jian Yu with seriousness. ''There is no such person in our sect. Who told you this story? Similarly, to become famous, someone would have spread rumors about himself. What are you taking the Qinqiehepai sect for?''
Like Xun Guang, Zhang Li Qiang was a pure resident of the Qinqiehepai sect. He was ready to protect his sect with his life.
The waiter came to collect the money from them. Zhang Li Qiang took out his money pouch and placed the coins on the table.
''If there is rye, then a mountain is formed, right?'' Hui Jian Yu said.
''Yi Chen, this is not the Tianhenemen sect''. Zhang Li Qiang said with a bit of pride and his lips twitched.
''All this does not happen in the Tianhenemen sect either and I will pay the bill''. Hui Jian Yu quickly took out his money pouch.
''Like I don't know''. Zhang Li Qiang's next words remained on his lips.
