Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback. 'What's going on? Have these salted fish suddenly changed their tune?'
It was his first time feeling such warmth from these Salted Fish Guardians, and he honestly found it a little unsettling.
Zhang Deming smiled back. "Heh, that's right. I've come to select a Technique."
Dang Mengfu had never formally introduced himself, and he concealed his cultivation in a unique way, so Zhang Deming had no idea what the man's level was. However, as a Peak Master himself, Zhang Deming was certain the other man knew who he was.
And as the one in charge of the Main Pavilion's guardians, Dang Mengfu's position was equivalent to that of a Peak Master, so addressing each other as martial brothers was perfectly appropriate.
