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The man’s gaze landed on Beiting Huang with a gentle expression, like a gust of spring wind. A silver thread in his palm was the one that pulled Jia Rui’s hand, which was holding the sword, away from Beiting Huang.
The restless crowd fell silent the mont the man ca out. Pairs of eyes that had been staring at Beiting Huang and Jia Rui turned to look at the man in unison. At this mont, in the huge and crowded venue, they could even hear the faint sound of the wind.
Beiting Huang was also attracted to this man. She had seen many handso n. Yan Ye was a demon, Chu Feng was cold, Dongfang Jiao was masculine, and Xuanyuan Po was inexperienced… But this man still made her unable to help but be stunned. He only sat quietly, every part of him a scenery.
The crowd gasped in unison. After the shock of seeing the man, their hearts beat uncontrollably. A few low voices sounded, “This, this is Young Master Mo Li. Why is Young Master Mo Li here?”
“The last ti I saw Young Master Mo Li was half a year ago!”
“Sigh, Young Master Mo Li was originally a fourth-grade alchemist. If not for that incident, he would have long beco a fifth-grade alchemist. What a pity!”
“That’s right. He’s the president’s only disciple. Back then, he did this to save the president.”
The discussion grew louder and louder, and gradually beca more fearless. Beiting Huang knew the identity of the person who ca from these voices, but Jia Rui was furious. They were both the president’s disciples, but did she have to be treated differently just because this cripple was his last disciple?
“Mo Li, are you crazy? Why aren’t you letting go? Don’t tell you want this kind of trash to enter the Alchemist Union?” Jia Rui suddenly tugged at the thread on her wrist. He was very dissatisfied with Mo Li’s actions of stopping her. He glared fiercely at Mo Li and scolded him coldly.
Mo Li, what a nice na!
At this mont, Mo Li pushed the wheelchair and walked up to Beiting Huang, separating her from Jia Rui.
“Everyone is qualified to participate in the alchemist qualification competition, and the Union doesn’t set a threshold. Why don’t you let her participate? Does the president of the Alchemist Union have the final say, or do you have the final say? Although she doesn’t have the Spirit Master badge, on the continent, it’s often those who aren’t strong who like to have another badge on their chest to show off how impressive they are. anwhile, those truly powerful experts rely on their strength to travel the world. Who has nothing better to do than take the Spirit Master badge?” As Mo Li spoke, he glanced aningfully at Jia Rui’s chest. There happened to be a seven-star Great Spirit Master badge shining with pride.
Mo Li’s words not only scolded Jia Rui, but also a large group of people who were watching the commotion at the door. So people even raised their hands to cover the badge on their chests. The badge that they were once proud of made people feel awkward at this mont. It was better not to have it.
Jia Rui was so angry that his face turned green. At the sa ti, he took a deep look at Mo Li’s leg. The aning behind it was very obvious.
Mo Li was laughing at her Spirit Master badge, while she was looking down on Mo Li’s legs. A person who couldn’t even walk couldn’t even have a Spirit Master badge.
His comnts were just sour grapes. It was not a big deal.
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