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However, she did not hear his thoughts. She just stood still. And letting her new Master asses her background. She could not tell him where she learned. It might be because she got the inheritance from the space ring and not a person. And it might arouse misunderstanding in her background. But she did not care, because she might have some connections with that kind of powerful Matriarch's Clan.
"Little girl, thank you for the blessing bestowed upon myself." Feng Jun saw that Xiao Ling was still staring at him eagerly wanting to know if her blessing worked, so he smiled and patted her head. He pulled her to turn around and face Lu Yang, Zhao Qing, Nan Gong, and Chi Yang. Fu Ji was behind them now. "Come, greet your senior brothers."
