Senior Brother Han Zhao's mouth twitched slightly as he inspected the long bow slung over Ling Feng's shoulder. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "The Island Master is currently occupied and not on the island, so I'm afraid you might have come for nothing!"
"No problem, just seeing your mistress is enough."
Ling Feng pouted and said casually.
"You..."
Han Zhao took a deep breath, knowing Ling Feng was difficult to deal with, and could only grit his teeth and say, "Fine, follow me!"
"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother." Ling Feng cupped his fists and thought to himself, being known as someone from the Holy Land really is handy; it works everywhere for deception.
However, eventually, I plan to formally apprentice at the East Spirit Immortal Pond, so it's not really deceit.
Han Zhao clenched his fists and snorted lightly, cursing inwardly: You're the fool, your entire family are fools!
