There was one thing Zhang Min could be sure of, Jing Yan was definitely not simple.
Deacon He Kun had clearly heard of Jing Yan before. For a Martial Artist from a small city to be known by Deacon He Kun, there must be something extraordinary about him.
But what exactly was the issue? Zhang Min didn't know!
"Jing Yan, why did Deacon He Kun ask you to wait? What did you do?" Zhang Min couldn't help but ask.
She saw that Jing Yan had a delicate and youthful appearance, and wondered what he could have possibly done to make even He Kun show a look of astonishment.
"I didn't do anything!" Jing Yan said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.
In fact, Jing Yan could roughly guess that Deacon He Kun might know about his acquisition of the Golden Order.
The general students of Dao Yi Academy might not yet know about this. But since He Kun was a deacon of the Affairs Hall, a member of the management at Dao Yi Academy, it was normal for him to have received this information.
