"How can you tell?"
Luo Hao was slightly stunned. Then, he smiled and said, "I'm not even a cultivator. How can I tell if you're an archaic cultivator? It's just that I've seen some archaic cultivators similar to you before, Sir, so I guessed that you're an archaic cultivator."
Lin Feng understood now. This Luo Hao had been living at the bottom of the social hierarchy since he was young. Through experience, he had acquired sharp perceptive skills, and could read people with great accuracy.
"How much do you know about archaic cultivators?"
Lin Feng pondered for a moment and asked. Luo Hao was a little curious and did not know why Lin Feng was asking about archaic cultivators. However, since it was a question from a distinguished cultivator, Luo Hao naturally told him everything he knew.
This was a lucrative job. He might receive ten spirit jades, which was equivalent to Luo Hao's monthly income. Hence, he spoke about basically everything he knew.