Before Ye Guichen could speak, Zhang Chongchen had already begun gesticulating wildly and talking.
Spittle flying, occasionally throwing in words of admiration, it was as if Zhang Chongchen had become Ye Guichen's little fanboy.
Zhang Changhe's injuries had nearly healed, and he too sat in the living room waiting for Ye Guichen and Zhang Chongchen. Seeing Zhang Chongchen's demeanor, he exchanged incredulous glances with Zhong Qing, both feeling like they had witnessed a spectacle.
In their eyes, Zhang Chongchen was a traditionalist, usually unsmiling, and practically friendless.
In the vast Heavenly Master Tao, it seemed that apart from his master and his six senior brothers, no one else could win his favor.
Yet, in just a few days, Zhang Chongchen seemed eager to hug Ye Guichen's leg and beg for likes.
The most surprised by this was Gongsun Fengying.
