Leon’s face was flushed red, and it remained this way even after a long time. Now that his teacher had left, he was the center of everyone’s attention and was being congratulated and envied by all.

Qingqing clung tightly to his side, the white nape of her neck like a little proud swan. She used her vicious glare to scare away the women around her who had ill intentions.

Once the crowd dispersed a little, Qingqing grabbed Leon and pulled him to the side. She quietly asked, “Where’s Mister Ning?” As she mentioned this name, she had an upbeat expression and there was even more respect and awe in her voice than there usually was. She had been informed by her mother about what had occurred and since she knew what status Mister Ning now possessed, it was natural for her to do this.

Leon wiped away his sweat. “Teacher went back to rest. He probably wants to further digest what he obtained from the sea spirit.” As he spoke, he did so with deep reverence and worship. Still, he couldn’t hide his growing pride.

Although he didn’t think about it too much, his teacher was now the third ranked of the ten great Purple Cards, a legendary Spiritual Bestower, and also someone who had managed to spur the sea spirit baptism for almost ten hours. Even if he didn’t want to, it was hard not to think about having such a teacher and be arrogant about it!

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