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"The situation is basically like this."
In the tea house, Wang Chen said to Zuo Xiaomo, "I must leave today, and I can't guarantee that I'll be back before the first day of April."
Zuo Xiaomo replied with a wry smile, "Senior Brother Wang, it is I who have dragged you down."
He was well aware that if it hadn't been for him, Wang Chen would not have received such a mission.
"Who exactly have you offended?"
Wang Chen asked in confusion, "This isn't a test from the Outer Sect to the Inner Sect. Is it really necessary to plot and scheme to such an extent?"
Zuo Xiaomo was currently a reserve disciple of the West Sea Sect's Outer Sect, and passing this assessment would simply make him a full-fledged disciple, which in the grand scheme of things, was not a very big deal.
It was an entirely different matter from Wang Chen, who had risen from a Loose Cultivator to an Inner Sect Disciple.
