"Hello, Brother Yazi. I am Bai An. Let's get acquainted."
Looking at the middle-aged man in white robes—Bai An—who wore a kindly smile and cupped his fists, Lin Zhiluo's expression did not change in the slightest.
Instead, he spoke calmly.
"Brother Bai An, could you have mistaken me for someone else? Calling me Yazi right away doesn't seem very appropriate."
At the level of Level 90, players generally possessed several methods of concealing their identities.
After all, not everyone had a Golden Finger like Lin Zhiluo's, capable of viewing attributes across levels in such detail.
Therefore, Lin Zhiluo did not directly admit it when Bai An called out his name.
"Brother Yazi, there's no need to joke around."
"To be honest, I had already heard about your basic characteristics, such as the black robe and mask."
"Coupled with how young you are, other than the renowned Yazi, I can't think of any other human who fits these conditions."
Bai An was not annoyed by Lin Zhiluo's response and continued explaining amiably.
As Lin Zhiluo listened to Bai An's explanation, he gradually understood.
So this guy had connections too.
Qilin had mentioned this to him as well.
After he killed Pan Dragon and became famous throughout the universe, who knew how many great powers had investigated information related to him through the Doomsday Game.
It was entirely possible that one of those great powers had revealed information about him to Bai An.
So he simply nodded openly and said, "That's right, I am indeed Yazi. I wonder what Brother Bai An wants with me?"
Bai An nodded and said, "There is indeed something. Brother Yazi's act of slaying Pan Dragon has earned the deep admiration of the human race."
"I also heard that quite a few races intend to use the