The speaker was a big-bearded man among the four, who wore a disdainful expression. He had already learned about Yang Chen's merit grade from Zhou Yiming's mouth.
"Han Daoyou, don't speak so harshly." The woman beside him giggled, still gentle and charming.
"Ling Xianzi, what I said is the truth. This kid obviously looks like a clueless young man, and now that he's here, I'm afraid he's going to ruin our plans. We have been planning this for a long time, and just when the plan was about to succeed, this kid suddenly appears. You tell me if that's annoying or not." The big-bearded man was furious.
The Ling Woman waved her delicate hand: "Alright, Han Daoyou, don't be angry. Maybe this Daoist friend can lend us a helping hand."
Having said that, the Ling Woman smiled and said to Yang Chen: "I am Ling Huan Sha. May I know your name, friend?"
Yang Chen clasped his hands: "Below is Yang Chen, I have met the four Daoist friends."
