"This young man, are you a Fusang person or a Korean?" Fisherman asked after scrutinizing him up and down.
Ling Feng couldn't help but furrow his brows. "Why would you ask that? Could it be that Mr. Fisherman's perspective is so narrow that all you know are the tiny places like Fusang and South Korea?"
A trace of surprise flickered in Fisherman's eyes, and he chuckled warmly. "So, this means you're a Huaxia person, then? Truly, heroes emerge at a young age!"
Ling Feng smiled faintly and merely nodded.
In truth, Fisherman had already deduced that Ling Feng was a Huaxia person. He had intentionally posed the question about Fusang or South Korea to see how Ling Feng would react!
But he hadn't expected Ling Feng's retort to be so swift and razor-sharp. Where did his confidence come from? Could it be Jenny standing by his side?
