C220 The Bushes of Magical Beasts

"Eighth uncle, right? I've heard so much about you!"

Lin Yun casually clenched his fist, neither servile nor overbearing. If not for the fact that this person's strength was too terrifying, and that he was the little girl's eighth uncle, he, Lin Yun, would not have bothered to bother with him.

This was his personality. If others respected him by three feet, he would respect them by ten feet