"So you really weren't…" The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master retracted his hand, a little embarrassed. He had separated a strand of Qi into Jun Moxie's meridians to check; he clearly felt the other party's pure and dense Mystic Qi, but it definitely was not the unique strength that only belonged to the Nine Nether race. Instead, it was a type of extraordinary, profound, and wide-ranging, powerful skill that he had never seen before…
It was clear, he had indeed been greatly mistaken.
But this lad did not avoid or shun, allowing me to just grab his pulse was an extremely rare form of trust… The Nine Nether Fourteen Young Master felt comforted. For thousands of years, this is the first person who trusts me so much… although he probably still does not know of my identity…
