He realized he had mispronounced the name and quickly apologized, "Senior, please forgive me! I just said it offhand."
The person in front of me was able to drive away the Reincarnation Sect Master, and his strength is greater than that of the Palace Masters and Grand Elders.
If he makes a sound apprehension, he might die a violent death.
The person in front of him was so powerful that killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.
“You can call me Master, I am Sima Guan.”
Han Feng smiled.
He actually quite liked Bai Li.
This person is efficient and handles tasks very well.
Han Feng had taken in fifty apprentices, who were all well managed by Bai Li.
Later, the number of his disciples increased to more than two hundred, and Bai Li still managed them very well.
Bai Li is not inherently bad; he just engages in petty theft.
That's already pretty good.
The Samsara Dao Sect is extremely harsh, and there is absolutely no sense of security there.
The harder you work, the faster you die.
The more talented a person is, the faster they die.
On the contrary, it is those who are cunning and deceitful who live the longest.
When Bai Li was the senior disciple, he was also very dedicated and responsible.
He will definitely lend a helping hand to his junior brothers and sisters if they are in trouble.
Han Feng thought it was very good.
In such a distorted environment, it's remarkable that Bai Li can maintain what can be considered a kind heart.
He had experienced the Yellow Maple Valley, but the Samsara Dao Sect was even more outrageous, directly putting possession in the open.
There was also a group of fragmented souls from the Samsara Palace, each eyeing the physical bodies of the Samsara Dao Sect disciples.
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