Hearing the word "Cultivator", Qin Haifeng did not show confusion or shock, but his eyes lit up instead, "So, young friend Lin Feng, you've encountered cultivators, or perhaps you are..."
Lin Feng merely smiled, not denying it, and Qin Haifeng was overjoyed and bowed again, with sincerity and respect.
"Master Lin, I was blind and failed to recognize your identity, and even dared to acquire the Kirin Root from you. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me." Qin Haifeng's tone had completely changed, obviously placing himself in a lower position.
Lin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, rather helplessly, "I still prefer our previous relationship, open and straightforward. Referring to me as Master Lin makes me feel like a swindler. I find 'young friend Lin Feng' more agreeable to my ears."
