Lin Yingmin's eyes flickered, astonished by her skillful Qing Gong.
He glanced at the other three people beside him, who seemed quite extraordinary, wondering who they were.
Yuan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang noticed the thoughtful look on Lin Yingmin's face. Bao Linjiang reached out and patted Lin Yingmin's shoulder, reminding him in a low voice, "Young Master Lin, don't try to inquire about my master's background."
Bao Linjiang's features were deep, and when expressionless, he had a certain intimidating aspect that made people not dare to look directly at him.
Lin Yingmin glanced at Bao Linjiang who was dressed in a black brocade that ordinary people couldn't afford and exuding an air of nobility. He thought to himself that he must come from one of those big families.
A young man from a prominent family actually took a little girl as his master. How high must the girl's status be?
Lin Yingmin didn't dare to delve deeper into these thoughts.
