Pei Feng touched his chin.
He had seen the name on the organization's list, but they weren't close.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Pei Feng.
"Didn't the documents just say that Jiang Wuyuan has a very close personal relationship with the Huo family?"
"Yes, Holy Son."
"I remember the Huo family. They seem to be a secret agent that our organization planted in the Dragon Kingdom a hundred years ago?" Pei Feng recalled.
As the Holy Son, he had access to countless materials.
The Night Owl has stood in the world for hundreds of years, with its claws and teeth spread all over the continent, its strength is unimaginable.
Now, Pei Feng could hardly conceal the malice in his eyes: "Bring Ying Yue to see me."
I want to leave this young swordsman with an extremely profound memory.
——
Jiang Wuyuan had no way of knowing about the special targeting of Night Owl's side.
Occasionally, a bad feeling will flash through my mind, but I can't quite put my finger on it.
Therefore, Jiang Wuyuan had to act more cautiously, including avoiding girls who even blocked his dormitory door trying to slip him love letters.
Yes, Huo Ling even mocked him for this.
"Hahaha, Ice Cube, I don't even dare to go to your dorm now!" For their last dinner before leaving, Jiang Wuyuan went to the cafeteria with Huo Ling.
Jiang Wuyuan changed out of his signature black combat uniform and into a school uniform that was common on the streets.
The sword case that he always carried on his back was also put away.
Although her appearance is still striking, it's much better than before.
Jiang Wuyuan glanced helplessly at Huo Ling, who was laughing heartily, and then dragged him to the window to get their food.
"Two servings of cold noodles, please."
Before Jiang Wuyuan could take out his card, Huo Ling handed over his student card: "I'll treat you, consider it a farewell gift."
Jiang Wuyuan did not refuse.
"When you come back, you might be able to catch the holiday in half a month. Then we can go back to Shanhai City for a couple of days." Huo Ling said while eating after finding an empty seat.
“Yes, I’ll go back and see Uncle Huo,” Jiang Wuyuan replied.
He always remembered what Huo Ling had said, but he never had the chance to go back.
“Yeah, I do miss my dad a bit.” Huo Ling pouted. “He sent me a few packets of blood crystals yesterday. I’ll share half with you when I get back.”
"No need, you keep it." Jiang Wuyuan shook his head. "I don't need it."
Huo Ling wanted to persuade him further, but then he thought of how quickly Jiang Wuyuan earned credits and relented: "Alright. Don't be shy if you need any, just come to me."
Jiang Wuyuan squinted.
Him? Shy?
"Haha, don't make that face," Huo Ling laughed. "Come on, cheers! Wishing you a safe journey through the ancient secret realm!"
Jiang Wuyuan's brows relaxed slightly, and he raised his cup to greet the toast.
clang!
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