"I don't know."
Wujin Hun spoke.
Yet his answer left Qin Shaofeng petrified on the spot.
He didn't know?
What kind of answer was that?
He was Endless Mountain's foremost figure, for heaven's sake!
Qin Shaofeng stared at Wujin Hun in utter shock, but Wujin Hun showed no intention of speaking again. He merely stood there quietly, without moving an inch.
His confusion did not last long.
"Master."
A robust voice suddenly rang out across the deck.
Compared to the way Wujin Hun had spoken earlier, it seemed exactly the same.
Though this voice sounded humble and deferential before Wujin Hun, its tone somehow carried an overwhelmingly domineering air.
"You've come?"
Without turning around, Wujin Hun said to Qin Shaofeng, "Shaofeng, this is your Eldest Senior Brother, Wujin Canglan, the current Mountain Lord of Endless Mountain."
"Ah?!"
Qin Shaofeng was thoroughly stunned.
At once, he felt that he understood many things.
Elder Disciple.
First-generation disciple.
Judging by their names alone, they seemed like rather casual identities.
Only when placed before Endless Mountain's upper echelons could the true weight of those identities be revealed.
He was a First-generation disciple.
But the problem was that the current Mountain Lord of Endless Mountain was also a First-generation disciple!
There seemed to be even less need to explain his status as an Elder Disciple.
As long as his Mountain Lord senior brother was willing to protect him, what did it matter even if he did not truly hold the status of an elder?
Or rather, who would dare do anything to him?
"Little Junior Brother."
That voice came again.
At the same time, Wujin Canglan appeared before him.
Wujin Canglan truly lived up to his position as the Mountain Lord of Endless Mountain.
He looked to be around forty.
Yet it would not have