"Junior Brother Zhong."
Zhong Lin stopped his steps and looked at Lou Yue standing in front of him. He cupped his hands in salute, "Greetings, Senior Sister Lou."
"There's no need for such formality between us. Ying Ju mentioned you to me and advised us to support each other. I didn't expect that during my seclusion, someone like you would rise like a star within the Juying Association." Lou Yue said with a smile.
"Senior Sister Lou, you're too kind. Who might these people be?"
Zhong Lin glanced at the other three, having already guessed in his heart.
"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not familiar with them; we just happened to run into each other. However, I also think they're here to confront you, Junior Brother." Lou Yue said.
"So, you are Zhong Lin?"
The man dressed in armor, like a war god, looked down at Zhong Lin with a tone filled with sheer arrogance.
Zhong Lin frowned slightly and said coldly, "And who might you be?"
