Sir, you must understand, even an ordinary disciple at the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall could easily handle everything about these people.
If you don't let them call you Lord Song, it would be like telling them they can't stay here. They would only be scared, and might even kneel down and bow to you for forgiveness."
Song Cheng replied, "You seem to know quite a lot."
Ling said, "But I still don't recognize the real appearance of the honorable sir, otherwise... when I first saw you, how could I have spoken to you like that?"
Song Cheng smiled slightly.
As they spoke, the carriage stopped.
The Shanhe Martial Arts Hall had arrived.
Song Cheng got off the carriage, and immediately, two strong young disciples came forward respectfully, "Uncle-Master."
The Martial Arts Hall had its own hierarchy and positions.
If there were positions, one would call by position; if not, one would directly call by hierarchy.
