He had never been polite to people who were obviously biased but pretended to be fair and objective!
The old man cast an unhappy glance at Xia qingchen. "Rotten wood can't be carved!"
After that, he turned around and left.
"Three days later, we will leave at noon. We will not wait for you if you are late!"
So it turned out that he was the emissary from the Holy Land who came to welcome Wei zehu and Xia qingchen.
Shopkeeper Zhou sighed. Xia qingchen, you shouldn't go against old Sheng. His words aren't wrong.
"One hundred and twenty is enough to stand out in Nebula sect, but it's not enough in the Holy Land."
One hundred and twenty?
Xia qingchen's gaze flickered slightly.
One hundred and twenty was a year ago, and it was only tested under three times the difficulty.
A year had passed, and under normal circumstances, it would still be 120?