He touched his nose, turned his head, glanced over at Li ngjie, and saw her winking at him, which prompted a bitter smile from him. He didn’t reply to the text ssage, though Li ngjie was quite displeased by this. Soon after, she sent another ssage: "Cold Bodyguard, what’s wrong, not feeling happy? Were you dumped by Su Yurou? Hehe!"
Leng Xuan found it amusing, his relationship with Yurou was as pure as a pool of water so clear you could see to the bottom, so how could so many people misunderstand their situation? Moreover, from Li ngjie’s ssage, it seed like she took so delight in the idea of him being dumped—what was she thinking? Could it be that Miss Li had developed feelings for him?
Shaking his head, Leng Xuan felt this idea was a bit far-fetched. More likely, Li ngjie was just bored and looking for so entertainnt. With a wry smile, he no longer bothered to reply.
Just then, a male classmate walked over and said, "Leng Xuan, there’s soone outside who says they’re your relative and is looking for you."
Leng Xuan looked up at the classmate, his brow slightly furrowed. Having been an orphan since childhood, when had he gotten any relatives? However, seeing the classmate’s calm expression, perhaps he had simply been asked to pass on a ssage by this so-called relative. Not expecting the classmate to have any real information, he replied with a "Hmm," and asked, "Thanks, could you lead out to et him?"
The classmate was taken aback and looked confused. If that person was Leng Xuan’s relative, wouldn’t Leng Xuan recognize them as soon as he went out? Why would he need to be led there? Nonetheless, as Leng Xuan was just about everyone’s idol in the class, the classmate imdiately nodded and said with a smile, "Sure, just follow ." He then led the way out.
By the ti Chen Feng arrived, he had already called Huang Xiaojun to find out which class Leng Xuan was in, and had co straight to Class 32. Upon reaching the outside of the classroom, he simply asked a student to go in and call out Leng Xuan for a mont. Now, he saw the student coming back, followed by another student, undoubtedly the very Leng Xuan he was looking for. He walked over and asked with a smile, "Leng Xuan?"
Leng Xuan nodded indifferently, though he was sowhat surprised inside. He clearly sensed a trace of True Qi fluctuation from this man, who looked to be in his thirties. Despite the man’s friendly smile, his eyes seed to harbor a gleam of murderous intent. It appeared that this so-called relative was more likely a harbinger of ill intent!
However, Leng Xuan didn’t take the man too seriously; he could tell from the man’s True Qi fluctuations that he was an Internal Arts Master with, at most, a Cultivation Level at the Foundation Establishnt Middle Stage. With his own strength at the Initial Fusion Stage, dealing with such a person would be no more challenging than playing with a three-year-old child.
Of course, before he could understand the man’s intentions, Leng Xuan didn’t want to reveal his true strength. Although the other’s strength was much weaker and he probably couldn’t sense the True Qi fluctuation in him, Leng Xuan still deliberately concealed his Cultivation Level for caution and pretended to be puzzled as he asked, "You are my relative?"
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