"Hunyuan Xingyi Taijimen, huh? I've heard of it. It's a small sect that was just established less than two years ago."
Lin Zhengzong replied.
"They invited me to their founding ceremony, but business at the massage parlor was bad at that time, and I wasn't in the mood to attend such events, so I found an excuse to decline."
"Isn't their sect leader named Ma Baoli?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"No, their sect leader is named Ma Fuguo. He personally wrote the invitation back then. It was calligraphically excellent, bold and powerful. This Ma Baoli might be his daughter."
"Mr. Liu, are you inquiring about them for any particular reason?"
Lin Zhengzong asked.
"I have a delivery to make for Ma Baoli."
"Ah, it's official business. Please wait a moment, and I'll inquire about it right away."
Lin Zhengzong said.
"Alright, thank you, Boss Lin."
He hung up the phone and focused on driving.
