Mo Hai slung his arm across An Lin's shoulder with a wide grin on his face as he watched Ji Yongfang depart. "Mr. An Lin, you really are a badass, it's been a long time since I've seen anyone bash someone else with so much poise!"
An Lin shook his head with a modest expression. "Mr. Mo Hai, you're far too kind, I'm just a janitor cleaning up all the filth for the sect."
Mo Hai's admiration for An Lin only grew as they conversed.
A male disciple with warm, handsome features made his way over to An Lin and joined his hands in salute. "I am Lu Jiazhi of the Vermilion Bird Sect, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. An Lin."
"Ah, Mr. Lu Jiazhi, the pleasure is all mine!"
An Lin also joined his hands in salute like an elegant prince.
Mo Hai had the urge to laugh again. The contrast between An Lin's different personas was simply far too great.
