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"What happened after that?"
Seeing Qian Zongyun close his mouth before finishing, Wu Gang felt a bit angry.
"I cannot speak of what came after just yet. You will know everything once you truly accept your identity as the Young Hall Head," Qian Zongyun said with a pure smile, then stood up.
"You really can't say a bit more?" Wu Gang cautiously asked.
Qian Zongyun silently shook his head, then took out a piece of glaze from his bosom again, placed it on the tea table, and said, "I don't need to repeat myself about this object. Whether you encounter danger or decide to return to Tianzong with me, just smash it. I will appear as quickly as possible, just like today."
After saying that, Qian Zongyun's figure disappeared.
The way he hastily left seemed as if he was very worried that Wu Gang would keep questioning him, determined to understand everything.
Wu Gang was even more speechless.
