Feng Jun didn't know the reaction from the Lingmu Sect, but when the Big Boss mentioned he could obscure the marks, Feng Jun couldn't help but sigh, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"Does it matter if I say it sooner or later?" The Big Boss replied indifferently, "These marks need to be erased anyway... And erasing them takes time. Do you want me to be discovered by these weaklings like Yi Jue?"
"Yi Jue... has finally become a weakling?" Feng Jun raised his eyebrows, slightly ecstatic. From the mouth of the Big Boss, he always heard "ants," and now Yi Jue is upgraded to "weakling," he felt a bit gleeful.
"Anyway, I'll leave it to you, senior, to help erase these marks."
The Big Boss showed some frustration, "These marks are indeed quite numerous... actually, most are trash."
Feng Jun was not affected by the word "trash" at all, although the Big Boss's concept of trash and his idea of it had generational, if not cultivation-level, gaps.
