Title? Feng Jun thought for a moment and replied, "Just call me Porsche, merely a symbol."
In the Federation's language system, the direct phonetic translation of Porsche has a rather peculiar pronunciation, but Yi Jue, who was far away, instantly understood. Feng Jun was missing his fellow cultivators. As for He Runxian, having a title was enough; he didn't intend to dig deeper.
Thus, he spoke in a deep voice, "Alright then, Mr. Porsche, may I ask, when will this rain stop?"
Feng Jun answered with a smile, "Haven't you all realized yet? This is a meteorological weapon... obviously, it depends on my mood."
"Isn't this more than just a meteorological weapon? I feel it's a real weapon... can it kill all the insects in the rain?"
"Also depends on mood," Feng Jun replied casually, "Right now, there are no insects in the rain-covered areas."
He Runxian's eyes lit up, "The rain's coverage is about to reach the city; can we organize transportation of goods?"
