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In the President's office at the top of the Natural Financial Group:

"Qingfeng, the secretive master hasn't showed up yet. Perhaps he leaves?" The monk was anxious for being forced to stay here.

Thinking of Qin Dong, Jin Pingyue lost her calmness and patience, "Brother Lin, the mater might just pass by that day. Do we need to be so alert now?"

Lin Qingfeng twisted around to them and smiled, sweeping his look across them, "I know why you're so anxious. You guys are eager to go to Qin Dong, don't you?"

The monk smirked, "You know that my biggest wish is to find a talented disciple and teach him all of my skills. You've already had one. But I haven't. How can't I be anxious when meeting a genius?"

"I've told you several times that Fang Xian'er introduces the disciple to me. If you intervene, I'll compete with you!" Jin Pingyue bellowed.

The monk cast a look at her, "We've known each other for dozens of years. I don't like to compete with others. Have I strived for something with you or Qingfeng? I desire to get this disciple and this time I have to compete with you."

"So do I! The disciple must be mine!"

Lin Qingfeng waved head while seeing neither of them give in, curling his lips, "Your quibble doesn't make any sense. The boy doesn't want to be a martial artist and already declined both of you. Your fight is ridiculous, isn't it?"

Both of them shook head. The monk answered, "The boy know nothing about my cultivation base! I don't believe no boys wanna be martial masters."

Jinpingyue replied, "I have come up with a method to ask him to accept me to be his tutor!"

Aware that his persuasion did not work, Lin Qingfeng responded, "Alright. I know how you feel now. If the mysterious master doesn't show up tonight, both of you just leave here and compete for the disciple!"

Jin Pingyue nodded in thrill and the monk was planning, flashes glimmering in his eyes.

"Master, martial uncles!" Fang Xian'er rushed into the office.

Lin Qingfeng frowned, and blamed her, "I've told you not to come here recently! If you encounter the mysterious master, nobody could protect you."

Fang Xian'er replied out of breath, "I cannot wait any longer."

Lin Qingfeng asked in astonishment, "What's up?"

She waved head and glanced at Jin Pingyue and the monk, "Martial uncles, I've brought the gifts given by Qin Dong."

Jin Pingyue beamed, answering flatly, "What a kind boy." But she did not stretch her hand to have a look at the gift.

The monk looked out of the window and schemed as if deaf. Obviously, they did not pay attention to the gift.

As she expected, Fang Xian'er chuckled, "Martial uncles, don't you want to have a look?"

The monk turned around, laughing, "What gifts can the boy give? The best gift is to accept me as his master!"

So did Jin Pingyue.

Fang Xian'er waved head, and came towards Jin Pingyue, cupping the wood box with the sword inside enviously, "Martial uncle, you gave the Icy Frost Sword to Qin Dong and he gives you a marvelous weapon in return! What a big fortune you make!"

Furious, Jin Pingyue scrunched up her eyebrows, "What crap are you talking about? I hope the sword can help me persuade Qin Dong to be my disciple, not to do business with him."

Fang Xian'er waved head, "You'd better look at the weapon first and give your conclusion."

Jin Pingyue took the wood box, whispering, "What weapon can he give me?"

She opened it.

As purple light rushed into sky at once, she shrieked and nearly dropped the box.

Startled by the misty vital energy of the light, both the monk and Lin Qingfeng stood up.

"Buzz… Buzz…Buzz…" When clear vibration sounded, Jin Pingyue's hand could not help trembling.


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