Chu Chaoran's closed-door disciple is someone else!?
At the dinner table, everyone had the same question rising in their hearts, and strange glances swept back and forth between Zhang Fan and Xia Weisheng.
"Other than President Fan, who else could it be?"
Fang Changle had spent the most time with Zhang Fan, so he knew just how terrifying this honorary disciple of Zhenwu Mountain really was.
He was, after all, the last remaining incense bearer of the South Zhang Lineage, cultivating the Divine Demon Holy Embryo. Whether in realm or strength, he was a standout among the younger generation.
In Fang Changle's eyes, someone so special becoming Transcendent Zhenren's closed-door disciple was practically a done deal.
And yet, from Xia Weisheng's words, it seemed Transcendent Zhenren might have other options!?
"Even someone as outstanding as Brother Fan can't become Transcendent Zhenren's closed-door disciple? Then who else is there?" Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but ask.
