A mysterious invitation

"Which new disciple is it?" Huang Ying 'er asked. She wanted to find the other party and ask him what was going on.

How could Heng qianmo dare to let Huang Ying 'er really go and question Xia qingchen?

Wouldn't that expose the truth?

"Ying 'er, it doesn't matter who he is. What's important is that we have to settle this score." "That person has an experienced intermediate disciple as his backing, you and I can't do anything to him" said Heng qianmo.

An experienced intermediate disciple?

Huang Ying 'er was speechless. She really couldn't afford to offend such a powerful backer.

"Didn't you say that the owner of a superior-grade residence admires you a lot? Can you ask him to come forward?" Heng qianmo asked expectantly.

Huang Ying 'er frowned. don't talk nonsense. When did I say that he admired me? " He only said that he praised me. "

She had only said this that day, but Heng qianmo had exaggerated it.