"Dream Master, how is your relationship with the Shepherd Master?"
Qin Yang casually asked Dream Master.
He did not know the Shepherd Master at all. If he contacted him out of the blue, never mind what method he used—so long as the other party was a normal person, the first thing he would do would certainly be to confirm Qin Yang's identity.
But clearly, Qin Youde had neither status nor reputation in the Ten Directions Realm. Without anything to back him up, the credibility of his words was naturally capped at fifty percent.
What use was there in bragging about who he was, what he had done, and what he was capable of?
Even if the name Qin Youde resounded through the myriad heavens and worlds, the Ten Directions Realm would still be an exception.
When normal people tried to build connections and dealt with each other for the first time, the simplest way to get off to a good start was naturally to have a mutually trusted intermediary invite everyone to a meal.
Who could be more suitable than Dream Master now?
Dream Master clearly had no idea what little schemes Qin Yang was cooking up. He woodenly replied.
"I'm not familiar with him."
"..." Qin Yang had prepared a whole cartload of words, only to have them forcefully stuffed back down his throat.
Seeing Qin Yang's expression, like someone who had been constipated for eight months, Dream Master thought for a moment and added.
"My true body isn't familiar with him. The ones who travel the world are mostly my incarnations."
Qin Yang thought to himself, Did you really need to tell me that?
You probably don't even know how many incarnations you have yourself.
For someone like the Prefect, it could at most be called incarnations roaming