"My surname is Dao, Xin is my name." The lady did not hesitate much before gradually moving forward one step.
"Dao Xin? Indeed your surname is Dao?" Fang Zhengzhi's mouth quivered a little. Next, he raised his head lightly, gazing towards the horizon. Of course, he knew the meaning of the surname Dao. Even if the lady did not explicitly mention it, but as for her identity, he had roughly understood it. "Indeed, I was too soft-hearted."
"Soft-hearted?!"
"This punk dares to mention that he's soft-hearted? He really said it!"
"I have never seen such a thick-skinned shameless person!"
Upon hearing Fang Zhengzhi's words, the Yin Yang Hall disciples were all bewildered. They felt immensely disdainful towards him.
"Yes, you're indeed soft-hearted. But this is not necessarily a bad trait." Lady "Dao Xin" did not seem to scornful, instead she nodded her head sincerely in agreement.
"….."
"….."
