"That works. There's nothing happening tonight anyway, so let me tell you about Young Master Ji of the Demonflame Palace. This young master is a witch."
Luo Ma spoke slowly.
"A witch?"
A thought sprang unbidden into Ji Yuan's mind: Witches really are delicious.
"Indeed. They say that when Young Master Ji was born, she had two horns on her head and a purple tail, and within a few days she could crawl and walk."
"Is she even human, then?"
"Why else would they call her a witch?"
Luo Ma shot back.
"Fair point," Ji Yuan agreed.
"They say Demonflame True Lord heard of her birth less than half a month later and came to take her away himself. So this witch is apparently only twelve, yet she's already the young master of the Demonflame Palace."
"What's her name?"
"I think it's... Ji Zhi."
"Ji Zhi? That's a good name. I'll remember it at once."
And Ji Yuan did: the young master of the Demonflame Palace was a witch named Ji Zhi.
"What about the young master of our White Bone Sect?"
Ji Yuan had already slipped naturally into his assumed identity.
"Heh. When it comes to names, our White Bone Sect's young master has the most imposing one of all."
Luo Ma was so proud of his sect that he unconsciously straightened his back and lifted his chin.
"Oh?"
"Our White Bone Sect's young master is named—Ye Wutian!"
"Whew. That really is an imposing name."
Ji Yuan immediately felt that Yun Qianzai would love it.
"Naturally. Who in all of Shangxi hasn't heard of Young Master Wutian? I'm sure it won't be long before his name resounds throughout Shangdong too."
"Without a doubt," Ji Yuan said with conviction.
"All right. The boss promised that once we earn some major