"Ninth Young Master!" Mu Qingling walked over worriedly and held Beiting Huang's arm to see if she was injured. Seeing that she was fine, he was relieved. "Little Ninth, did they do anything to you?"
The Iron Blood members and Nangong Qianmo, who had come with them, also looked at her with exceptionally worried eyes. Some of the new students who had been listening to them reminisce about the past fell to the ground. Seeing how intimate they were with the ninth young master, didn't these people know the ninth young master's identity? Didn't they know how valiant she was? Didn't they know that she was Dean Nan Ling's student and the Night King's Manor was her backer. Who on this continent dared to provoke this guy?
Who could do anything to her?
Also, why did they call her leader? Was she really Ninth Huang? Shaking their heads, no one dared to believe it. This was enough to turn Central Continent upside down.
