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"Really?"
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Chen Feng was stunned, "Is this old lady really so magically skilled?"
"Of course it's true, I wouldn't lie to you."
Zhao Xueying blinked her bright, large eyes, speaking earnestly.
Chen Feng didn't press on with the questions; after all, he didn't even know her full name.
"But..."
Zhao Xueying's tone shifted, "What I know, I heard from others, and the name of that old lady remains unknown, so I don't have any proof."
"Oh."
Chen Feng nodded, not particularly concerned.
After all, he now had a new identity, and if that old lady truly had some magical powers, they probably weren't something ordinary people could contend with, right?
...
Half an hour later, Chen Feng left the hotel and returned to Zhao Xueying's villa.
