In the Ancestral Master Hall.
Zhang Han listened to the words of his Respected Master, and he fell silent.
He didn't understand where he had gone wrong.
Why would his Respected Master use such words as "seeking greater achievements elsewhere"?
Zhang Han just stood there, looking pitifully at Chu Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, his eyes blinking repeatedly, almost on the verge of tears.
Anyone who saw him would feel that he was being treated unfairly.
"Master, Respected Master, has your disciple done anything wrong?"
In the end, Zhang Han couldn't help but ask this question.
Upon hearing this.
Chu Yuan, who was sitting on the upper cushion, remained expressionless.
His heart was as still as water.
He was not at all moved by Zhang Han's expression.
What a joke.
This second-in-command had backstabbed him too egregiously.
