In an era where Fourth Grade Martial Warriors were extremely scarce, it was an extraordinarily luxurious matter for Lü Zhouyi to find an equally matched opponent to practice with.
Now that Wang Ye had advanced to a Fourth Grade Martial Warrior, Lü Zhouyi didn't wish for anything else but to spar with Wang Ye whenever he had the time.
"That's definitely not a problem! We shall not return until we're drunkenly satisfied!"
"We shall not return until we're drunkenly satisfied!"
After speaking a few words with Lü Zhouyi, Wang Ye immediately left.
...
Leaving Tan Long behind temporarily at the Taiyuan City Prefecture, Wang Ye drove the Spyker C8 back to Yun City that very afternoon.
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Zhao family.
Zhao Han's Study.
Knock, knock, knock.
Li Tiaoye tapped on the door of Zhao Han's study, and Zhao Han's voice came from inside the room: "Come in."
Li Tiaoye swayed into Zhao Han's study and took a seat on a chair, only to hear Zhao Han inquiring: "How did it turn out?"
