"Oh, right. My name is Ye Qifeng. I imagine you've heard of me."
As Flender's expression gradually turned to shock and dumbfounded disbelief, the smile on Ye Qifeng's face deepened, and he promptly gave his real name.
Flender: "..."
Of course he had heard that name. It had thundered in his ears, and only yesterday, everyone had been talking about it-the boy's name could hardly be called similar to that of Spirit Hall's legendary Holy Son. It was exactly the same.
Clearly, they were one and the same.
Unbelievable as it was, Flender had no choice but to acknowledge that fact now.
After all, who casually kept a Titled Douluo at his side as a bodyguard? Apart from the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, the most powerful Spirit Master organization on the Douluo Continent, who else could receive such treatment?
Somehow, nothing good ever seemed to come of meeting this boy. That was true today, and it had been true back then.
He still remembered how this boy had not only spirited away a student he had once valued-that little girl from the Zhu Family of the Star Luo Empire's Nether Duke Mansion, whose Martial Soul was the Hell Spirit Cat-but had also thrown his Shrek Academy into utter chaos. Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun all seemed to have taken beatings from him.
Most importantly, even Flender himself had fallen into the boy's trap. Not only had he failed to extort any Gold Soul Coins, but he had also suffered a heavy loss, forced to sell a crystal for the paltry price of a single Gold Soul Coin.
He had heard that the boy later extracted an exceptionally precious special crystalline metal from it-crystal hair gold-and then squandered that treasure by making vicious hidden weapons like