After telling the secret matter, he waved his hand and said: "Let's observe Xiao Yan secretly first. If there is really value in cultivating him, we can give it a try."

"Well..." After hearing this, several other old men nodded without objection. Seeing that the vice-dean was silent, they looked at each other, their bodies swayed slightly, and then they mysteriously disappeared from the chair.

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It was late at night, and the faint moonlight shone from the sky. The unique pavilion looked particularly quiet in the moonlight.

In the quiet night, a white shadow suddenly flashed out. He tapped a branch with his toes, and his body flew elegantly onto the pile of rocks not far from the pavilion. His dull eyes were directed at a certain room in the pavilion, faintly.

The silver fighting spirit loomed out of his body.

"call out..."

Just a moment after the fighting spirit emerged in Bai Ying's body, a black shadow shot out of the pavilion like lightning. The last few flew past and landed steadily on a boulder not far away from Bai Ying.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the tall and handsome man in white.

Two pairs of eyes collided in the dark night, and sparks shot out without any warning.

"Leave her." The voice of the man in white came out slowly, plain and ethereal.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan chuckled and raised his head slightly. His delicate face looked particularly unruly under the moonlight.
Chapter completed!