This person's name is Zhang Qihua. He is the young master of the Zhang family in Xihuang City. His grandfather is a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and his father is a cultivator in the early stage of the Core Formation stage.
The Zhang family is one of the most prestigious families in Xihuang City.
Zhang Qihua was accompanied by his younger sister, Zhang Qihua.
Zhang Qihua wore a pale yellow robe, exquisite and flowing, with an elaborate and intricate hairstyle adorned with various defensive hairpins, making her look radiant with wealth and exuding an air of nobility.
Zhang Qihua immediately took a liking to the little golden butterfly that was perched on Mu Qing.
She excitedly tugged at Zhang Qihua's sleeve and said in a soft voice, "Brother, brother, look! That person has a little golden butterfly on him. It's so beautiful."
"Brother, I want it."
Zhang Qihua had always doted on his younger sister Zhang Qihua since she was a child, and was used to granting her every request. Upon hearing this, he stopped and turned to look at Mu Qing and the other two.
He waved his folding fan idly.
Zhang Qihua carefully observed Ao Bupa and the other two. Although he was used to running rampant in Xihuang City, he was not stupid and always knew how to act according to the people he met.
He won't reach out to people he can't afford to offend.
So, over the years, apart from a less-than-stellar reputation, I haven't suffered any major losses.
Seeing that Ao Bupa and the other two were dressed in shabby and tattered clothes, Zhang Qihua felt a bit disdainful.
He could tell that Ao Bupa, dressed in gray, was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.
The person standing next to him, who was thinner, showed no signs of spiritual energy; he was just an ordinary mortal.
However, he was born with bright eyes and white teeth, and was exceptionally handsome.
Her temperament is gentle and refined, exuding a unique charm that others cannot match.
That's probably why the two cultivators took a liking to her and kept her by their side.
Zhang Qihua closed his fan, the tip resting against his chin, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
He couldn't see through Murong Yu's cultivation level, but the spiritual pressure emanating from him was very heavy, suggesting that Murong Yu's cultivation was above his own.
I'd guess he's at the Golden Core stage.
Moreover, judging from his appearance, he is only in his early twenties. A Golden Core cultivator in his early twenties must have exceptional talent.
He has always been reluctant to provoke cultivators with such talent.
Seeing that her brother didn't go to fetch the little golden butterfly for her as usual, Zhang Qihua said with some grievance, "Brother..."
Seeing Zhang Qihua's tearful expression, Zhang Qihua immediately put aside his hesitation and thought, "She's just a Golden Core cultivator, it's no big deal."
Zhang Qihua strode up to Ao Bupa and the other two, put his hands behind his back, and said arrogantly to Mu Qing, "I've taken a liking to that little golden butterfly on your shoulder. Name your price."
Mu Qing looked at the young man in front of him, dressed in a bright yellow robe, with an arrogant expression. His features were originally handsome and dignified, but the arrogance and eccentricity on his face ruined it, giving him a fierce and menacing look.
Mu Qing looked away and said calmly, "Not for sale."
The little golden butterfly rubbed its two forelegs together, shook its tiny antennae, and moved closer to Mu Qing's neck, hiding its body behind his clothes, with only the tips of its golden wings sticking out.
Zhang Qihua, who was not far away, kept her eyes fixed on the little golden butterfly.
Upon seeing this, she clutched her heart and exclaimed, "Oh my god, so cute, so adorable! Brother, I want it..."
Seeing that Mu Qing, a mere mortal, dared to refuse him, the young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Qihua was immediately enraged and threatened Mu Qing, "Do you know who I am? I am Zhang Qihua, the famous young master of the Zhang family in Xihuang City."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed behind her to a woman in a pale yellow robe with delicate features and a gentle, frail appearance.
He proudly introduced her, saying, "She is my younger sister Zhang Qihua, born of the same mother. She is a genius with dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and a disciple of the Seventh Elder of the Myriad Laws Sect."
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