In that case, wouldn't his status be below that of the young man in white?
Although he was only from an outside branch of the Zhang family, he was still a member of the Zhang family, but he was no match for the white-robed youth, an outsider.
Thinking this to himself, Zhang Mo dared not act rashly in front of Zhang Tian. Reluctantly, he clasped his hands in greeting to the white-robed youth, but his eyes were glancing elsewhere: "I didn't investigate properly just now. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me, Brother Erjiao."
“We’ll all be family from now on, Brother Zhang Mo, why be so polite?” Zhang Yun said with a hearty laugh, seemingly very magnanimous.
"You're a smart kid who knows what's good for you."
Erjiao's humility lessened Zhang Mo's anger somewhat, but his losses today were considerable.
I'll settle this score with him another time!
"Brother Erjiao, do you know Zhang Ning?"
Zhang Tian glanced at Zhang Ning meaningfully, then smiled and asked Zhang Yun.
"Yes, I know him. Brother Zhang Ning saved my life three years ago, and we became friends then."
Zhang Yun casually made up an excuse to brush it off, which made Zhang Tian's eyes dart around. He whispered, "Brother Erjiao, you know Zhang Ning's current status in the Zhang family. Let it go today, but you can't make your relationship with him public from now on."
"Why?" Zhang Yun asked, feigning ignorance.
"You're new here, so you don't know, but my uncle hates Zhang Ning and his gang the most. If anyone dares to get too close to them and angers him, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Zhang Tian reminded him with a serious expression, "It's fortunate that I'm here today. If it were any other direct descendant of the Zhang family, this matter might not have ended well. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhang Yun immediately looked enlightened, nodding repeatedly, with a hint of lingering fear even flashing in his eyes: "I understand, I understand."
"By the way." Composing himself, Zhang Yun turned to Zhang Mo and smiled slightly, "Brother Zhang Mo, we've become friends after this fight, and I feel really bad for killing so many of your men. How about this, come here and take a look at this. Could it be a small compensation?"
"Compensation?" A hint of surprise flashed across Zhang Mo's eyes. He then stared at Zhang Yun for a long time. Although the tension in his heart had not completely dissipated, he couldn't help but smile. This kid is quite good at handling people.
However, a little compensation is not an excuse for him to let the boy in white go.
However, he was also curious about what kind of compensation the young man in white would give him, so he strolled over to Zhang Yun.
It wasn't that he wasn't wary of the boy in white; it was just that Zhang Tian was standing right next to him, so he didn't dare to do anything funny.
"Brother Erjiao, you are too kind. I wonder what you would like to do as compensation?"
Many thoughts flashed through Zhang Mo's mind, but on the surface, he remained polite to the young man in white.
Zhang Tian nodded slightly; this was the harmonious situation he wanted to see.
“It is…” Zhang Yun deliberately dragged out his voice, as if he was keeping everyone in suspense. However, his palm struck out at Zhang Mo’s dantian with lightning speed, catching everyone off guard.
“Erjiao, you…” Zhang Tian frowned. The dantian is one of the most important parts of a cultivator's body. Could it be…?
"You bastard, what did you do to me?"
Zhang Mo's expression changed drastically. He instinctively clutched his dantian and took more than ten steps back.
But strangely, he felt no pain at all, or even any sensation.
However, he was jolted awake and hurriedly tried to mobilize his spiritual energy, only to find to his despair that not only his dantian but also his entire body's spiritual energy seemed to have vanished in an instant.
"What, what's going on? Why can't I use my spiritual power?"
Zhang Mo was immediately covered in cold sweat, his heart filled with panic.
Could it be that the white-robed youth has destroyed all of his cultivation?
But he had heard that if one's dantian were destroyed, it should be very painful.
"Erjiao, what did you do to Zhang Mo?"
This bizarre scene prompted Zhang Tian to ask this question.
"It's nothing, it just destroyed Zhang Mo's cultivation."
As the white-clad youth finished speaking with a nonchalant air, those present couldn't help but gasp.
The white-clad youth appeared to be a harmless and elegant gentleman, but when he took action, he was decisive and ruthless. He crippled Zhang Mo's cultivation without a word, and he was also quite cunning.
This made Zhang Tian quite unhappy.
It wasn't because Zhang Mo's cultivation was crippled, but because of Zhang Erjiao's uncontrollability.
His appearance clearly indicated his intention to downplay the situation, both to protect Zhang Erjiao and to serve as a warning to Zhang Mo, preventing further conflict between the two sides.
However, Zhang Erjiao turned out to be a smiling tiger.
Without his permission, they actually crippled Zhang Mo.
"Zhang Erjiao, do you know what you're doing?" Zhang Tianwei said angrily, "Did I tell you to cripple Zhang Mo?"
“Young Master Zhang Tian, aren’t we friends?” Zhang Yun blinked and said, “Just now, this guy threatened to severely punish me. I don’t need to explain what ‘severe punishment’ means, do I?”
"Shouldn't friends help each other? Shouldn't Young Master Zhang Tian be on my side?"
Zhang Yun's words left Zhang Tian speechless for a moment.
"Even so, you didn't have to cripple him, did you?" Zhang Tian said, somewhat embarrassed. Even he hadn't expected that the seemingly honest Zhang Erjiao would be so decisive and ruthless. (My body contains countless worlds...)
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