"Third Young Master Zhang!" A sudden shout came from the sky, "This matter has nothing to do with the Zhang Family. Leave at once, as if nothing ever happened!"
The speaker was an expert from the Ghost Realm, who understood the might of the Martial Champion and wished to avoid entangling him.
"Leave!?" Third Young Master Zhang stood with his sword, his voice cold, "Today, I fight alongside my son. None shall make me retreat even a step!"
The man from the Ghost Realm ignored Third Young Master Zhang and instead looked towards the Zhang Family from afar, loudly saying, "Martial Champion, are you Zhang Family planning to involve yourselves in this matter?"
The Zhang Family was silent for a long time before a sigh was heard.
Soon after, the Martial Champion emerged from a thatched hut in the backyard. He glanced at the scene briefly and then looked towards those in the sky, softly saying, "That is my grandson. What do you say I should do?"
