"Master!"
"Elder!"
Approaching Lingling Daoist, Fan and He Yi greeted him respectfully before standing quietly to the side.
The three teams—Dragon Fang, Tiger Teeth, and Wolf Fang—belonged to the incredibly powerful organization known as Dragon Soul. It had eight Elders. Four were rarely seen and trained internally by Dragon Soul, while the other four were powerful masters hired from the outside. Lingling Daoist was one of the latter.
"Good evening, Daoist. If there's any danger later, you have to protect me!" Zhou Fan, unlike the reserved Fan and He Yi, greeted him with a grin and casually sat down with the two women.
"Should I call you Nether King, or Mr. Zhou?" Lingling Daoist was dressed fashionably in designer clothes and wore a watch on his wrist. He didn't look like a master at all, more like a nouveau riche.
