What fucking nonsense about just happening to pass through Suotuo City. Jiang Che would never believe Ning Fengzhi's bullshit.
Ning Fengzhi's ability to hoodwink people was hardly inferior to Yu Xiaogang's.
Ning Fengzhi said pointedly, "My young friend, your talent and strength truly astonished me!"
"You flatter me, Sect Master Ning. My Martial Soul is nothing more than the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Not only can I hardly claim any talent, but whatever I've achieved today has all been through hard work."
Ning Fengzhi smiled. "You're too modest, my young friend. Ordinary Blue Silver Grass alone could never have brought you this far. Besides, you haven't reached this point through your Martial Soul alone. There's also your combat awareness, which far surpasses that of your peers."
"May I ask what brings you two seniors to see me?" Though Jiang Che understood their purpose, he still feigned ignorance and asked.
Jiang Che did not want to spend even another second with these two. That smile, capable of hiding a blade, made his skin crawl. He wanted to get as far away as possible.
Ning Fengzhi's depth of scheming was beyond what Jiang Che could handle at present.
Faced with Jiang Che's direct question, Ning Fengzhi simply ignored it and said without a change in expression, "Didn't I just say? I was only passing through and came to see what this Killing God everyone's been talking about looks like."
Jiang Che understood what Ning Fengzhi meant. On the surface, he was playing dumb, but what he was actually telling Jiang Che was: Take off your mask and let me see your face.
Jiang Che sighed helplessly and glanced around, finding no one nearby.
Jiang Che removed his mask and said modestly, "You really think too highly of me, Sect Master Ning.