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"Hmm."
After a chat, there was a beep, and the phone call disconnected.
However, not long after, Chen Liao's phone rang again.
Upon answering, it was a familiar booming voice.
Wen Yuan, "Chen Liao, oh Chen Liao, damn you, Chen Liao!"
"You've really screwed me over!"
"Hard Skin Layer, Heart Guiding Technique, Bai Xiao hasn't even finished the elite class yet! I can't even begin to imagine his future achievements, damn it!"
Chen Liao snorted coldly.
"Then stop imagining, he's my disciple, not your concern!"
Wen Yuan, "What do you mean YOUR disciple? Bai Xiao isn't officially your disciple yet, what if he ends up wanting to be my disciple? Look at me, I've got five disciples living together in harmony, like one big happy family."
Chen Liao, "Dream on, dumbass."
He hung up the phone directly, not wanting to deal with Wen Yuan, the old bastard.
Anyway, Bai Xiao was his for the taking.
Time passed, and at eight in the evening, dusk had completely fallen.
