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The stewardâs name was Zhu Hui. Although his status was not as high as the Great Elderâs, the people around the Valley of Pills Master in the Central Continent were as high as the Great Elder in the Valley of Pills. They were all Nine Sword Spiritual Grandmasters, so they didnât hide the key facts.
Other than Beiting Huang, there was no one else Zhu Hui hated the most.
Beiting Huang had killed the Great Elder and crushed the Valley Masterâs most beloved daughter. Not to mention this, the key was that without these two people, it was too stressful to leave him alone to face Zhu Lin.
It had only been half a day since Yue Jiuâs reputation spread to Danska City. Yue Jiu had always stayed in the Alchemist Union. If Yue Jiu did not come out, how would Zhu Hui have the chance to investigate his whereabouts and background?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
These words could not be said, and he did not dare to say them.
Zhu Lin was a Two Sword Divine Realm expert. A thought could destroy him.
Fortunately, Zhu Lin stood up from his seat. âLetâs follow him and see where heâs going.â
Mo Li sent Beiting Huang to the Shang familyâs hotel, but he didnât follow her in. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting late. He turned around and said to Beiting Huang, âIâll pick you up tomorrow. Donât sleep late!â
If Beiting Huang still didnât know why Mo Li had personally sent her here, she wouldnât be Beiting Huang.
She was touched by the young manâs original intention and his actions!
âMoli, you donât have to do this for me. I donât care about being the Alchemy God at all. You should know that reputation and wealth are burdens for people like us. Thereâs no need for you to suffer and help my reputation!â Beiting Huang spoke sincerely. She was definitely going to be friends with this friend!
âWho said I did it for you?â Mo Li defended himself, but his earlobes were flushed red. The cinnabar between his eyebrows was so red that it was dripping blood. âI havenât walked for so many years. I want to walk for a while myself!â
There was no need to say anything more between friends. Beiting Huang smiled and punched Mo Li heavily on the shoulder. âAlright, then continue walking!â
She had never seen such an awkward person!
Mo Li raised his hand and rubbed the place where Beiting Huang punched him. It hurt, but it warmed his heart. She said that fame and wealth were burdens, but this was the only thing he could give her. Not to mention the grievance of being watched by others, even if he had to sacrifice his life to fulfill her reputation, Mo Li would not frown at this moment.
Zhu Lin and Zhu Hui had been following them all this time. They were very surprised to see Beiting Huang enter the Shang familyâs hotel. When they saw Beiting Huang enter, the staff welcomed her in as if she was a god. They called her âNinth Young Masterâ very familiarly and asked her what she wanted to eat for dinner. A Will-O-Wisp flashed across Zhu Linâs mind and he suddenly slapped his head. âItâs actually him!â
When had his senses become so dull? He actually didnât recognize her. However, which face was the real Beiting Huang? One was extremely ordinary, but she had a pair of extraordinary eyes. The other was as exquisite as jade, as beautiful as the clouds, and as bright as the stars in the winter night. At this moment, these two people merged into one and left a deep mark in Zhu Linâs mind.
âVery good. I didnât expect your alchemy skills to be so high. Very good, letâs compete tomorrow!â Zhu Lin subconsciously clenched his fists. He had never been so serious and valued an opponent so much. Moreover, this person was from the low-level Central Continent. However, no matter how strong Beiting Huang was, he wanted to value her.