Chen Feng shook his head, "Honestly, I'm not very interested..."
He didn't know much about the Jiangzhou Martial Arts Association, but a previous grudge against the Association had left him with some resentment.
"That's a pity," the white-haired elder didn't insist, heaving a light sigh, "If you were willing to become the president of the Martial Arts Association, our remuneration here is quite good. Every month, you could receive a Centennial Herb. Since you're unwilling, I will have to find someone else..."
Before the white-haired elder could finish speaking, Chen Feng quickly said, "Senior, you heard wrong just now. I didn't say I was unwilling. I'm very willing, and I feel it's my duty and responsibility to lead the Jiangzhou Martial Arts Association!"
"Chen Feng, aren't you shameless?" Lin Churan widened her beautiful eyes and looked at him with disdain.
