"Senior brother, I understand."
Qi Ji nodded and casually pointed towards Jifeng Pavilion.
"Senior brother, this is our newly advanced junior brother, his name is Jifeng Pavilion, his talent is not weak."
"Greetings, senior brother." Jifeng Pavilion bowed to pay respect.
"Hmm, not bad, a promising seedling." Fang Changle glanced over, rarely nodding.
"Hmm!?"
Zhang Fan stood silently beside them, watching his fellow disciples catching up, his gaze fixed on Jifeng Pavilion.
Since the ambush that night, nearly a month had passed.
During that month, this junior brother from Maoshan had changed drastically, no longer arrogant and impulsive as before, his demeanor was increasingly reserved, and his personality more stable.
After experiencing tribulations, such changes were understandable to Zhang Fan.
