Lu Zheng asked, "By the way, Brother Hu, do you know Si Lingxi?"
Hu Yijun's hand shook, nearly dropping the teacup, "Si Lingxi? How do you know her?"
"Uh..."
Seeing Hu Yijun's reaction, Lu Zheng felt a chill in his heart and quickly asked, "I saw her at Wansong Mountain, she was playing chess with Elder Wansong at that time, is there a problem?"
"No, no problem." Hu Yijun shook his head, "I was just a bit surprised, but it's understandable. It's said that Si Lingxi is skilled in zither, chess, painting, and calligraphy, so being friends with Wansong Daoist is quite normal."
"Is this person also a big shot?" Lu Zheng asked.
Hu Yijun easily grasped the meaning of "big shot," and gave Lu Zheng a complex look.
"More than just a big shot, in the entire Southern Borderlands, those comparable to her can be counted on two hands. Do you think she's a big shot?"
"Is she really that amazing?" Lu Zheng was also quite surprised.
