The chubby Yang Changfeng frowned slightly as he looked at Zhang Deming and his companion. "Junior Brothers, please pardon my ignorance," he began, "but which peak are you two from?"
Zhang Deming smiled. "We're just a couple of nobodies in the Sect, so it's perfectly normal that you Senior Brothers don't recognize us.
I'm Zhang Deming, and this is Li Shifan."
'What's this?'
'He didn't answer the question directly?'
This response left everyone slightly stunned. In their social circle, asking about someone's background was a simple matter. For Yang Changfeng himself to ask and receive such an evasive answer was quite surprising to them all.
Yang Changfeng also paused, glancing at the smiling Dang Ruyu and the stone-faced Zhou Zhixin.
He didn't press them further about their origins. Instead, he voiced the question on everyone's mind. "Why didn't you two Junior Brothers emerge from the plaza?"
