Wen Ping stared at Yun Jing with both eyes, then heard Yun Jing speak: "Boy, do you know the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, Wen Ping?"
"Yes, and very well."
Wen Ping answered directly without even thinking.
If he didn't know Wen Ping or understand Wen Ping, then probably no one else did either.
Yun Jing's lips curled into a slight smile, and then she took out a White Crystal from her bosom and said, "Call a few more people over. If you answer my questions well, this White Crystal will be yours. If you're unfamiliar with White Crystals, I can tell you that it's equivalent to ten thousand Gold Coins."
The answer of one person, Yun Jing did not trust.
Having more people speak made her believe.
Just like how she always believed in a principle—that the intelligence flying around outside could never match the words of those living under the Immortal Sect in truthfulness.
