Lin Shen looked at the Deng Family's second son and, for a moment, did not know what to say.
If he was talking nonsense, trying to trick information out of Lin Shen, then how could an ordinary person possibly know his surname was Lin, that he had an older brother, and that he was called Little Sixth Master?
Lin Shen had never mentioned any of that aboard the Chrysanthemum, and he came from the Ancient Realm Region. Even if the Deng Family's second son wanted to investigate, he could not possibly uncover Lin Shen's origins.
But if he truly had some connection to the Lin Family, why did he call Lin Shen Little Sixth Master?
Where had the Lin Family gotten a sixth child? Including Eldest Sister and the others, there were only five siblings. Where had this Little Sixth Master come from?
If there truly was no connection, how could the Deng Family's second son dare speak so confidently, as though it were all perfectly true?
Looking at the Deng Family's second son, Lin Shen was genuinely muddled by him and had no idea what his situation was.
"Little Sixth Master, stop standing there in a daze. Pick one. If you don't like them, we can switch to another batch," the Deng Family's second son said carelessly.
"I'm not interested in these. Have them leave. Let's talk alone." Lin Shen did not know who the man had mistaken him for, but he needed to clear things up first.
Otherwise, once the Deng Family's second son discovered on his own that Lin Shen was not that person, the consequences would be more troublesome than explaining it now.
The Deng Family's second son waved the beautiful women away. After they had all left and the warehouse doors had been pulled shut,