Zhang Yan wanted to continue to cultivate in his room, but eight people who kept watching here didn't leave. Zhang Yan cried impatiently, "No funny things any more, why do you still stand here? Leave and do what you should do."

Looking at each other, the eight people tried to say something and then hesitated. Finally, an elder youth standing in the middle let out a long breath and got the guts to say in a humble manner, "Could you please return the Cloud Spiritual Grasses to us? Eight of them were snatched from us by that three people."

Other seven people all nodded and cried, "Please return the Cloud Spiritual Grasses to us. The Cloud Spiritual Grass is of great importance to us."

Zhang Yan understood why the eight people didn't leave, however, he wasn't kind enough to return the Cloud Spiritual Grasses which took him great efforts. He even ran the risk of offending the Green Gang to get those grasses, so how could he return those grasses to them? After all, he didn't take the grasses from those eight people.

Zhang Yan frowned and stared at them coldly, "Do I look kind?"

The eight people shook their heads. You dared to hit members of the Green Gang, you were definitely tough to deal with.

"So why do you ask me instead of those three men for your Cloud Spiritual Grasses? While I was putting my life at risk by fighting against them, what did you do? You tried to neither offend the Green Gang nor lose your grasses. There is nothing so good like that!" cried Zhang Yan, "They robbed you of your grasses. If you want your grasses back, you should ask them. I took the Cloudy Spiritual Grasses from them rather than you, understand?"

The eight people were speechless when confronted with Zhang Yan's words. They just stood awkwardly and the leading youth said, "But"

"Get out!" Zhang Yan roared at them and closed the door heavily.

They didn't finish saying but they were scared away by Zhang Yan.

"How weird!" Zhang Yan griped and turned back to Fatty who was still in astonishment, "Your Cloud Spiritual Grass was robbed by him, wasn't it?"

Fatty came to himself from shock and he laughed, "You're so amazing, when did you break through to the Xiantian Stage? Why didn't you tell me about it? You even hide it from me. You are so dishonest."

Zhang Yan rubbed his head and smiled, "Let it go. Has your Cloud Spiritual Grass been robbed? Take them to cultivate." Zhang Yan took out five Cloud Spiritual Grasses and threw them into Fatty.

Fatty waved his hands, "Cloud Spiritual Grass is so precious, I just need to take my grass back. You risked your life to get them, I cannot take so many." He returned five Cloud Spiritual Grasses to Zhang Yan.

"I give them to you, so they are yours. Are they yours or mine? We are brothers. If you don't take them back, you treat me not as your brother." Zhang Yan gave the grasses to Fatty again.

Fatty accepted the Cloud Spiritual Grasses reluctantly, but just taking four of them. "Four Cloud Spiritual Grasses can help me break through to the Xiantian Stage, you keep the rest. I should go back to cultivate," he went back room without waiting for Zhang Yan to speak.

Fatty made such a decision while Zhang Yan didn't say anything more and went back to his room.

Siting on the bed and looking at the Cloud Spiritual Grasses giving off spiritual energy, Zhang Yan smiled delightfully. He felt the importance of strength for the first time. If he was weaker than the three men, he must suffer.

Zhang Yan let out a long breath, worrying about his future. He offended the members of Green Gang and they would never let off him. They must send some stronger men to fight against him, in addition, the school would not let fights amongst disciples go unchecked.

Strength. Strength was everything. Only if he improved his strength, could all problems be easily solved. Zhang Yan was looking forward to strengthening himself.