"What?"
Ouyang Jing almost jumped up, "Boss, what did you just say? I suspect I may have heard wrong."
Ling Feng shook his head and spoke word by word, "I said, I am the Sect Master of the Lingshen Sect. Think about it carefully, the character 'Ling' in Lingshen Sect, doesn't it look a bit like the 'Ling' in Ling Feng?"
The corners of Ouyang Jing's mouth twitched, his mouth agape in disbelief as he stared at Ling Feng, and exclaimed, "But, I heard that the Sect Master of the Lingshen Sect is supposed to be a woman, always represented by a girl in emerald clothes who forcefully suppresses all other sects."
"Oh," Ling Feng touched his nose and said indifferently, "You're probably talking about Miss Xian'er."
"Miss Lin?" Ouyang Jing's eyelids twitched, then he slapped his thigh, "Right, how did I not think of that!"
