Generally speaking, the term "sir" was used to address adult men.
But it was not limited to adult men; it could also be used for people held in high esteem, making it a fairly universal form of address.
Influenced by his past life, Chen Feng preferred being called "sir."
As for the title "Grandmaster," it always made Chen Feng think of con artists who claimed to have supernatural powers.
So he did not like it much.
"No problem, Sir Chen Feng. We'll be leaving now." The senior steward led the others outside.
On the way out, Dai Mubai wiggled his eyebrows at Chen Feng and mouthed:
"Re-mem-ber-to-write-to-me, Sir Chen Feng."
Chen Feng nodded, and Dai Mubai left in satisfaction.
After they had departed, Grandmaster also rose and said:
"It's getting late. Flender and I will take Xiao San to lunch first. Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, if you wish to discuss something, you may continue using my room."
"Then we'll impose on you, Grandmaster," Ning Fengzhi said as he stood.
After the three from Grandmaster's group left, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin brought Chen Feng to Grandmaster's room.
The three took their seats, and as usual, Chen Xin sealed off the room to prevent any sound from leaking out.
Looking at the solemn Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, Chen Feng knew they were about to tell him some "stories from back then."
He was rather curious about it. He wanted to know whether he was truly the product of some other man's efforts.
As for the theory that he was Sword Douluo's secret love child, Chen Feng felt it was basically impossible based on Sword Douluo's attitude toward him.
Yet, somewhat to Chen Feng's surprise, neither of his guesses had anything to do with the truth.
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