"I have met the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect."
This short and calm sentence struck the heart of the man in blue who was pretending to be Ning Jie like a thunderbolt.
The main reason why he was able to impersonate Ning Jie was because in this border area, almost no one had seen the true face of Ning Jie, the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect. But now that someone had seen Ning Jie's true face, it would be easy to expose him.
In the previous moment, the man in green actually doubted the truthfulness of what Ning Jie said, but when he met Ning Jie's gaze, he saw Ning Jie's confident look, which made him inexplicably feel that the man in front of him might not be lying.
At this moment, the man in green panicked. He took a deep breath, suppressed his shock and said slowly:
"Since that's what you said, I have nothing more to say. I'm Ma Ji, an outer disciple of the Youzhou branch of the Huazi Society. May I ask who you are, brother?"
Ning Jie had heard of the name of the Huazi Society.
The Huazi Society is a gang in Daxia. Its overall strength is not strong, but it exists in every city-state and its number is very large, forming a considerable force.
However, even though the Huazi Society is quite powerful, it is still nothing compared to the Miaoyin Sect, which has been passed down for tens of millions of years.
Ning Jie looked at Ma Ji and said lightly:
"You really want to know my name?"
Ma Ji nodded repeatedly. Since the man in front of him had seen Ning Jie, he was most likely a well-known figure. He was a meticulous person and had to understand things clearly before doing anything.
Ning Jie did not hesitate at all and said with a calm smile:
"Since you want to know so much, then I will tell you. In fact, I am Ning Jie, the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect whom you are impersonating."
Hearing Ning Jie's words, Ma Ji was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted, slapping his thigh and laughing:
"Brother, you are really humorous. I have already played this trick before. It would be pointless for you to imitate me."
Ning Jie frowned and smiled helplessly:
"I really am Ning Jie."
"Alright, alright, just tell others about this. I've been wandering the martial arts world for so many years, how could you have fooled me? What kind of existence is the Miaoyin Sect? When the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect travels, it's definitely grand and impressive. How could he be as shabby as you?"
Faced with Ma Ji's question, Ning Jie really didn't know how to answer for a moment, and could only smile and shake his head.
Ma Ji continued to ask, and Ning Jie had no choice but to say a random name:
“Forget it, actually I am an outer disciple of Miaoyin Sect, my name is Ye Chen.”
After hearing what Ning Jie said, Ma Ji stopped asking questions. In his opinion, Ning Jie should not have said anything. After all, anyone who could see the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect must be ordinary. If he was a disciple of Miaoyin Sect, it would be reasonable.
"It turns out to be Brother Ye Chen. He is indeed a handsome man. How about we make a deal?"
"What deal?"
"It's very simple. Since you know my true identity, if you don't tell the outside world about my true identity, then I will unconditionally take you to the ancient country of Rakshasa. You can obtain the huge wealth there without spending any money. What do you think?"
Ning Jie saw that his goal had been achieved, so he agreed without hesitation.
After reaching an agreement, Ma Ji enthusiastically took Ning Jie to join the team he had recruited.
Although everyone didn't know what Ning Jie and Ma Ji had said to make Ma Ji so enthusiastic to welcome him into the team, now they had no choice but to agree unconditionally because of the fake Ning Jie's identity and the information about Rakshasa Guluo in his hands.
Ma Ji took the lead and led the group of people towards the ancient country of Rakshasa. Although he was extremely respectful to Ning Jie on the surface, he had already been muttering in his heart.
"Humph! So what if he's a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect? He's not Ning Jie. When the time is right in the Ancient Rakshasa Kingdom, I'll kill him. Then that beautiful woman will be mine. Tsk tsk, she's so beautiful, it must taste great!"
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away in the Miaoyin Sect, Ye Chen, who was in seclusion practicing hard, suddenly sneezed, which woke him up from his meditation and ended his practice.
Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on his face was obviously unhappy.
He was about to break through the bottleneck, but was interrupted at this moment, which was really disappointing!
But he was helpless and could only complain angrily:
“Who’s thinking about me?”
PS:
(Brothers, we were treated harshly by our female teacher today.
I was too careless when doing the documents and mixed up the names of several organizations. The female master found out when she was checking them and scolded me for not being careful.
I can understand why she is mean to me. After all, the workplace is different now and even the slightest mistake is not tolerated.
But for some reason, when she was so aggressive towards me at close range, I didn't feel angry at all. Instead, I felt...refreshed...
I don’t know if you’ve ever had that feeling, like when you were a student and a pretty teacher scolded you, but you didn’t feel angry at all, but rather excited and comfortable…)
It’s over, do I have M tendencies... Shit!
It shouldn't be.
Is it because this is what it feels like to be bullied by a royal sister? But she is really beautiful and sexy. You also know that I am a person who is very rude to women, but when facing her, I will avoid her gaze when looking at her and talking to her.
I don’t know if she has that friend. She looks older than me and I don’t know if she is married. I’m too embarrassed to ask.
If I get married, doesn't that mean I'm... a wife?
Oh shit!
It's kind of damn wrong. I know this isn't right, but her looks, figure, and temperament are so hard to resist...)
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