The Dog of the Divine Hall of Judgment

"Ahhh, Bei Ye, you little brat, how am I supposed to live!" Mu Yang rushed over and punched Beiting Huang lightly on the shoulder. He was really happy for her. Even though he was getting further and further away from her strength, he would still chase after her. He could not be left too far behind by this abnormally strong little fellow.

Knowing that Beiting Huang was going to attend the banquet, Leng Qianmo did not stay any longer.

After leaving the Commercial Club, Beiting Huang couldn't help but ask the question in her heart, "Brother, didn't you say that you would invite many experts to participate? My teacher is so powerful, why didn't you invite him?"