The man in black sighed, "Lu Zhenfeng is my real name, but I don't want others to know, so you can call me Uncle Yin."
Liu Chen nodded.
The man in black continued, "Remember, never mention my name in front of others in the future. Just because the younger generation of martial artists doesn't know doesn't mean that others in the ancient martial arts world are unaware. My name could bring disaster to the martial world."
Liu Chen nodded, "But why are you telling me? Aren't you afraid I might be a bad guy?"
Uncle Yin laughed heartily, "How could a bad guy show mercy to someone who wanted to kill them?"
Although Uncle Yin's words were cryptic, with Liu Chen's intelligence, he could guess the general idea. This Uncle Yin did not want others to know his real name, which meant it was related to some sacred place of martial arts. For years, he had been guarding that sacred place; it was his duty.
