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Her words were enticing, painting a picture of a win-win situation.
Dongfang Jing picked up the gold card between her fingertips, glanced at it, and then casually put it away.
"Not interested in."
Without any hesitation,
He bypassed the female supervisor who was standing there in a daze and walked straight towards the exit of the passage.
The figure quickly disappeared into the dim light.
The female manager's smile slowly faded, and she stared at the direction he disappeared in for a long time.
His deep gaze held a mixture of infatuation and regret.
My mind couldn't help but wander into fantasies.
'Such a cool and outstanding young man, if only I could pin him down...'
Just thinking about it...
Thoughts flowed like a spring, and I couldn't forget them.
A staff member walked up behind her, leaned forward, and whispered in confusion, "Manager, you just gave him a million like that? That's no small sum."
Upon hearing this, the female manager smiled indifferently, her tone carrying a shrewd calculation: "Hehe, this young man's reputation is much more renowned than you imagine, it has even spread to surrounding cities, and even several wealthy people from Tiandou City have come here to gamble!"
Therefore, the ticket revenue and betting commission from this match have long exceeded this amount; we only profit and never lose.
She paused, then added meaningfully, "Besides, one million gold soul coins—can this Lord Jing really take them away unscathed?"
Her tone was calm, without any hint of malice or viciousness.
It's stating a fact.
Enormous wealth itself is the most dangerous fuse.
She was simply a businesswoman who was happy to see the market react naturally.
Outside the passageway exit, night was falling.
In the cold air, there was a faint sense of ill intent.
As soon as Dongfang Jing stepped out of the passage, before he could even look for his sister, the scene before him sent chills down his spine.
Near the exit,
It was already surrounded by a group of excited young soul masters and citizens.
Their eyes gleamed with fanaticism.
Upon seeing his iconic mask and figure, a tremendous roar erupted!
"Lord Jing! Look here!"
"Sir! Please sign your name for me!"
"That was so cool! That move you just made was amazing!"
"Lord Jing! Do you accept apprentices?"
The shouts from all sides almost lifted the roof off the passageway.
Countless fair and delicate arms reached out, wanting to touch him.
Dongfang Jing subconsciously took a half step back, his brows furrowing tightly beneath the mask.
These people were incredibly enthusiastic and had no ill intentions.
But he has always preferred quiet and is really not good at dealing with this kind of situation.
Just when he felt at a loss, his sharp eyes pierced through the throng of people.
They fell to the very back of the crowd.
A petite and well-behaved figure stood there quietly, her little hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, tiptoeing, trying hard to see her brother through the gaps in the crowd.
Those big, dark eyes were filled with anticipation and a hint of resentment at being squeezed out.
The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly beneath the Oriental mirror mask.
Without any warning,
Sparkling shards of mirror appeared around him, their light shimmering faintly.
The next moment, the figure of 'Lord Mirror', who was standing in the center of the crowd and surrounded by people, suddenly became somewhat illusory.
On the outskirts of the crowd, Dongfang Yao only felt a slight fluctuation in the air around her.
A familiar figure appeared out of nowhere without warning!
Before she could react, a warm and strong arm wrapped around her waist and easily lifted her up.
"Ah!" Dongfang Yao exclaimed softly involuntarily.
She then caught a whiff of her brother's reassuring, faint scent.
"Hold tight."
Dongfang Jing's voice rang in her ears, and she immediately obediently wrapped her little arms around her brother's neck.
With a light touch of his toes, Dongfang Jing lifted his sister up and down with a few graceful movements.
They swiftly slipped out of the crowd and vanished in an instant.
It left behind a group of enthusiastic fans who were still in shock and looking at each other in bewilderment.
the other side,
After watching the match, the group from Tianshui Academy also left the Soul Arena.
The seven girls remained silent, their eyes glazed over.
Seeing everyone like this, Shui Liuli felt very remorseful.
I originally intended to bring them to the Soul Arena to broaden their horizons and encourage them to train harder in the future.
Now, they're all feeling quite defeated and starting to question the meaning of life.
"Ahem." Shui Liuli clapped her hands, trying to attract their attention. "Girls, don't be discouraged. You are still young, and your future achievements may not be inferior to that Lord Jing! Besides, maybe he is much older than you? He's just a bit short and embarrassed to be seen, so he wears a mask!"
These words of comfort should be said, regardless of whether they are helpful or not.
After all, even Shui Liuli herself never expected that there would be such a monstrous talent in this world!
If we encounter each other in the Soul Master Competition in the future
Ugh.
"Eh?" The usually lively Shuiyue'er was unusually quiet at this moment.
However, she still saw it not far ahead.
That unforgettable figure
She blurted out instinctively, "Sister, isn't that person your chosen one?"
After saying that, she sighed regretfully, "Oh~ that's great, he's so talented and strong, I just don't know what he looks like. He must be handsome, right? Waaah~ Sister, since you don't like him, can I try to win him over?"
Shui Bing'er was already numb.
No matter what her sister said, she would ignore her again.
However, she still subconsciously looked in the direction Shui Yue'er was pointing.
There,
Dongfang Jing was holding a little girl.
And that little girl just happened to spot the girls from Tianshui.
Especially when you see Shui Bing'er with her light blue hair and delicate features,
For some reason,
Dongfang Yao subconsciously looked down at herself.
Short arms and short legs.
A sense of loneliness welled up inside her, and she pouted slightly.
On the sixth day of the trial run, I urge you all to continue reading and turn to the last page.
Chapter 29 A Huge Blunder!
Shuiyue'er saw that the little girl in her arms had her head down and her little mouth was pouting in grievance.
A surge of adrenaline rushed to my head!
Countless terrifying images flashed through her mind in an instant.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she shouted, "You pervert up ahead! Stop right there!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already rushed forward, spreading her arms to block Dongfang Jing's path, her pretty face full of anger and disdain.
The others at Tianshui Academy found the scene somewhat strange.
Seeing Shuiyue'er's impulsiveness, he immediately followed.
"You bastard!" Shui Yue'er's face turned red with anger, her finger almost poking Dongfang Jing's mask. "You looked so respectable during the competition, but I never expected you to be a pervert who likes to bully little girls! Put her down right now! What did you do to her? Did you kidnap her? Otherwise, why would she be so aggrieved and sad!"
Her barrage of questions came crashing down on me.
The sound was exceptionally clear on the quiet street.
Dongfang Jing stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing deeply beneath his mask.
I was completely baffled.
He turned his head slightly and looked at his younger sister in his arms, who was also bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
Nonsense, where is there any grievance or sadness?
He glanced up again at the group of pretty girls dressed in the same clothes, the ones whose backs he had seen once before.
They knew their identities in their hearts.