The white Soul Body spoke indifferently.
"Teacher, will you help me when the time comes?"
The young man remained silent and asked.
The white Soul Body gazed lovingly at the young man's face and said, "You are my only disciple. If I don't help you, who else will? Rest assured, as long as I recover to my peak, you won't have to fear Wu Girl's background."
Lu Yan took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
"Brother Lu Yan..."
Suddenly, Wu Qian's voice, clear as jade, came from outside the room.
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Time passed.
Silent and unnoticed.
Three days have swiftly gone by since the disturbance at the gambling den.
Within these three days, major events have again taken place in White Dragon City, causing an upheaval throughout the entire city.
This major event was the shocking assassination of Feng Tianlie's grandson from the White River Gang, Feng Xiaotian.
It's said that he died horribly, with half of his body turned into a mist of blood.
