Cold Request

Lin Feng turned around and saw that the person who had called out to him was actually Coldblood!

"Senior Coldblood, may I know why you have called for me?" Lin Feng halted his steps, his face adorned with a faint smile, and asked.

Coldblood hastened his steps and caught up to Lin Feng, his face revealing a brilliant smile, which greatly contradicted his chilly nickname.

"Daoist Lin, I am merely a few years older than you. Let's dispense with the word 'senior'! If you regard me highly, just call me Brother Coldblood," Coldblood said with a laugh.

Lin Feng responded with a slight smile, "Since Brother Coldblood has put it that way, I will gladly follow your wishes!"

"Haha! Brother Lin, you truly are a forthright person!" Coldblood laughed heartily and remarked.

In the age of Dharma Decline, cultivators' relationships with one another had long ceased to be like the old times when one would have to address anyone with a higher cultivation level as 'Senior'.