Chapter 821: Sparring a move or two, the purpose of both sides

As he spoke, Su Hang stepped away.

Leaving Zhang Wuji to ponder it alone, suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked up at Su Hang's back, his eyes wide open, full of shock.

The next day.

When Su Hang woke up, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Young Master Su."

Zhang Wuji's voice came from outside the room. Su Hang rolled off the bed, opened the door, and walked out.

Zhang Wuji had already packed everything and was about to bid farewell to Su Hang and leave the Half-Moon Inn.

"What? In such a hurry to leave? Not going to have some breakfast here?" Su Hang asked with a slight frown.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, I'm already full from last night."

"Oh? Is that so?" Su Hang glanced at Zhang Wuji. Although this kid looked chubby, his appetite wasn't small.

Zhang Wuji rubbed his belly and gave a sheepish smile, "Young Master Su, you are my friend and benefactor. In the future, if you come to the Ming Sect, I will definitely play host and treat you to a meal."

"Heh, alright. If I have time, I will go." Su Hang said casually.

After speaking, the two brushed past each other. Zhang Wuji bowed to Su Hang and turned to leave.

On the other side, Gao Zecheng of the Kunlun Sect happened to be preparing to leave with a group of disciples, and the few of them encountered each other by chance.

Gao Zecheng looked at Zhang Wuji with a face full of admiration, "I never thought this gifted youth would be so humble and polite."

"Senior Brother, you haven't told me what the background of that person is yet."

To the side, a young disciple of the Kunlun Sect asked curiously.

"Hehe!" Gao Zecheng laughed and whispered mysteriously to the young disciple, "He is not simple. I was able to win when I sparred with him; his Wu Gong cannot be underestimated, and he is the Young Master of the Ming Sect."

"Ah, so he is the Master of the Ming Sect..."

A burst of exclamations suddenly rang out all around.

Gao Zecheng nodded, his eyes filled with joy and excitement.

"Eh, who is that man?" At this time, another disciple discovered Su Hang standing in the corner, looking puzzled.

When Su Hang heard this, he felt as if his whole body had been struck by lightning, and goosebumps broke out all over him.

"Senior Brother, look..."

Just as Zhang Wuji was feeling depressed, he suddenly saw Gao Zecheng's gaze sweep toward him, and immediately, Gao Zecheng strode over...

"Young Master Zhang, please stay!" Gao Zecheng shouted to Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji turned his head back, "So it's Young Master Gao. I don't know what business you have with me?"

"Haha, can't I call out to you to reminisce if there's nothing wrong?" Gao Zecheng smiled slightly, "Young Master, I just heard that you are the Young Master of the Ming Sect. I don't know if it's true?"

When Gao Zecheng asked this, the other few Kunlun Sect disciples all leaned their heads in.

Clearly, they were all very concerned about whether Zhang Wuji was the Young Master of the Ming Sect, because the Ming Sect was a famous sect in the Jianghu. If Zhang Wuji was, wouldn't that mean the Kunlun Sect had made friends with the Ming Sect?

The Ming Sect could be called the top sect in the Jianghu. Although the Kunlun Sect was also very powerful, it was, after all, a Jianghu sect and was not on the same level as the Ming Sect. If this were true, it would be terrible.

"Naturally, it is true. I am the Young Master of the Ming Sect." Zhang Wuji did not hide anything and admitted it directly and frankly.

Hearing Zhang Wuji admit it himself, everyone from the Kunlun Sect gasped. The Young Master of the Ming Sect was actually him; no wonder he had superb martial arts and unfathomable strength.