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"Kid, you really are a troublemaker just like President Mo Li said." Bing Qiao sized up Wang Hao. If she hadn't seen the video Mo Li brought back, she would never have believed that a seventeen-year-old could reach the Third-level of the Medicine Sect.
"That old Mo Li is talking nonsense, I'm not a troublemaker." Wang Hao shook his head and thought for a moment, then added, "I get it. Last time on Earth, he invited me to join the Potion Guild, and when I refused, he held a grudge and has been badmouthing me everywhere since..."
After speaking, Wang Hao nodded, as if he had uncovered the real truth.
"Hee hee..." Bing Qiao was amused. "You really are just like President Mo Li described, full of nonsense, not a punctuation mark to be believed."
Xia Weiwei tugged at Mai Mengmeng and whispered, "Is this really your master? He's so young!"
