Seeing her best friend Qingqing's shocked expression, Ning Moli felt secretly pleased.
Qingqing was the second senior sister's pupil. Although she wasn't as cold as ice, she was as quiet as water. She had always been expressionless and had the demeanor of a senior general.
But now, she was surprised by Wang Ye.
See, this was her junior brother!
Ning Moli looked proud.
Speaking of which, not long ago, she was also shocked by her junior brother's strength.
Thinking back to when she broke through to the Samsara, she did not have such exaggerated strength.
"Brother Wang Ye, you're good," Hou Renjie praised, his face filled with admiration. "As they say, a great teacher produces outstanding disciples. Under the guidance of the supreme master, you truly live up to the reputation of being among the best."
"You're not bad yourself, Brother Jie."
With one sentence, he flattered everyone present.
Wang Ye replied with a smile.
