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Nora tried to calm her excited emotions, standing quietly to the side as she watched Ling Fan, curious about which "Great God" he was about to call this ti. Rumor had it that the War Emperor, Ling Beiming's connections spanned the world, and she eagerly anticipated the upcoming arrangents.
Just then, Ling Fan's call connected. Nora, standing beside him, focused intently and pricked up her ears to listen.
"Beiming, it's been a while since you last contacted . I'm curious, is this call bearing good news or bad? Is there anything you need help with?" A languid voice ca from the other side.
Nora, being a practitioner of the Grandmaster Realm herself, had keen hearing and imdiately concentrated on the faint voice on the speakerphone, trying to discern the caller's identity.
"You've got to be kidding, I can't call you unless I've got sothing up?" Ling Fan complained.
"Hehe, so tell , what do you want? Don't tell you're inviting to watch a movie!" The voice teased in a sly tone.
Nora, standing next to Ling Fan, felt as if she was being tickled like crazy, her mind whirring as she tried to guess the identity of the caller.
"Alright, I indeed need sothing from you. North Arica is your territory, right?" Ling Fan got straight to the point.
"Hmm? Beiming, why are you bringing up North Arica? Recently, Dragon Gate's Yin Tianzu picked a fight with you and you killed him, which has made Dragon Gate's position there a bit awkward.
Let guess, you want to help Dragon Gate out of guilt?" The voice on the other side hesitated.
Nora, listening intently, felt an agonizing itch in her heart. The person on the other line already knew Ling Beiming was still alive and was incredibly well-inford about the Dragon Gate situation. Who on earth could it be?
"You don't need to worry about that, Ivan. Just do a favor. I promised Miles that I would ensure Dragon Gate's mbers wouldn't be kicked out. That shouldn't be too difficult for your family, right?" Ling Fan said.
"Ivan? Ivan?" Nora rapidly searched her mind for the na.
Who could it be that made Ling Beiming speak so politely? There couldn't be many, and even facing Sect Leader Miles, Ling Fan had never been this courteous before, usually calling him "old man" or sothing like that!
Suddenly, Nora thought of soone—Ross Aiven, heir to the World's Number One Family. She clamped a hand over her mouth, barely stifling an exclamation as her heart pounded furiously.
After a mont of silence, the voice on the other end said, "Beiming, it's not that I don't want to help you, but North Arica isn't our family's main stage. You should turn to Freedom Island. I think Beth would find your ssage rather intriguing. I'd love to see her face when she hears it!"
Ling Fan pondered for a mont and then replied without further ado, "Okay, I got it. I'll owe you a Beggar's Chicken next ti I visit Moses Manor!"
Upon hearing this, Ivan shuddered with goosebumps. Ling Fan's visits to his manor had turned it into a ground for tasting wild ga in the past.
Especially the wild chickens raised on the manor grounds—Beiming had once plucked them, wrapped them in mud, and roasted them over the fire, eating with relish!
He couldn't imagine that people actually ate that kind of thing.
You have to understand, his diet was controlled and inspected strictly by his family. The things Ling Fan ate, who knew how many germs they harbored!
"Cough cough, Beiming, that's... an acquired taste I'm not keen on; I've been eating vegetarian lately!" Ivan voiced, at a loss for words. Every ti he saw Ling Fan finish that Beggar's Chicken, he couldn't stomach at for several days.
"Haha, it seems I can't compare with your refined constitution, hang on there!" said Ling Fan with a chuckle.
"Beiming, it's not like I don't want to help you. It's Freedom Island's territory, and I can't get involved!" Ivan explained rapidly, not wanting Ling Fan to misunderstand anything.
"I know, bye!" Ling Fan said and then hung up the call.
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"Beiming... Beiming, was that... the heir of the World's Number One Family, Aiven?" At this mont, Nora's weak and nervous voice ca from the side.
"Yes, don't go spreading rumors. What did you just hear?" Ling Fan glanced at Nora indifferently.
"Nothing, I heard nothing!" Nora hurriedly responded.
Ling Fan simply gave her a warning, then stopped paying attention to Nora on the side. Frowning, he pondered, feeling sowhat hesitant. His fingers continuously slid across the phone's keyboard, hesitating to press the number.
After a mont, Ling Fan's finger paused and quickly dialed a number.
"Hello!" A soft yet languid voice ca through the phone.
"Beth, long ti no see!" Ling Fan said into the phone softly.
At that mont, in the Freedom Island Manor on the outskirts of Poseidon in Ais Duchy, a long-legged beauty with golden hair and blue eyes, wearing a pink silk nightgown, was lazily lying on a wide and soft bed.
Lying next to her was a woman whose figure was no less stunning than hers, but whose looks were even more exquisite, a Latina beauty.
At this ti, if anyone could recognize this Latina beauty, they would be incredibly shocked, because she was none other than the world-class diva, Alisa Josie.
What was even more shocking was that next to this undressed world-class diva were various n's gadgets, which inevitably led to wild speculation about the relationship between the two won.
"Who are you?" Beth looked at the unfamiliar phone number, puzzlent in her heart, and then gracefully got out of bed.
Not wanting to disturb the sleeping Josie, she quietly went to the next room.
"Hehe, Beth, you've forgotten after just two years? That Super Weapon, it belonged to your family, right?" Ling Fan said lightly.
Holding the phone, Beth listened to the voice from the phone and was suddenly startled, nearly throwing the phone across the room in terror, with a ghost-seeing expression on her face!
"You... Who are you? Dare to play tricks on like this, believe it or not, I can make you disappear from this world before sunrise tomorrow!" Beth threatened with an ugly expression over the phone.
To have co this far, very few things could unsettle her, and yet this call had unexpectedly shaken her.
Holding the phone, Ling Fan stroked his chin and teased, "I'm really looking forward to you trying to kill . It seems that you were the one behind the last attempt to finish off two years ago!"
At this ti, in the Freedom Island Manor, the Old Butler Brown quickly ca to Beth's side, holding a laptop and rapidly typing on the keyboard.
"Miss, the location shows in Huaxia," the Old Butler whispered.
Freedom Island was tightly guarded. Every incoming call was strictly monitored and the location of the call traced!
Taking a deep breath, Beth's face filled with shock, "You... are you really Beiming?"
"Hehe, can't help it, I'm tough to kill. Disappointed that your family's Super Weapon didn't finish off?" Ling Fan sneered.
Beth's face turned pale, her hand holding the phone trembling slightly, her mind in turmoil, feeling as if she had been struck by lightning. Ling Beiming was actually alive?
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