"Can we let him go?" Luo Xiaoman glanced at Lin Sansheng and said calmly.
"Haha, it's just a dog, but you're quite interested in it." Liu Suifeng curled her lips and said with disdain.
Luo Xiaoman's eyes flashed, and he suddenly jumped up on the table, raised his little paws, and grabbed Liu Suifeng's collar. A look of coldness appeared on his young face, "Lin Sansheng is mine, and I have the obligation to protect him." He’s thoughtful.”
Liu Suifeng didn't expect Luo Xiaoman to be so excited about a dog, but he was caught off guard.
It's hard to believe that a child who is only six years old has such a mature style of dealing with things.
However, he was a little worried. Could this young ancestor be cheating secretly if he agreed so readily
Liu Suifeng frowned and reviewed the plan again. He was relieved when he found that there were no flaws.
Perhaps, this is just Luo Xiaoman who is used to being arrogant and pretending to be calm.
"So what if I let him go?" Liu Suifeng patted Luo Xiaoman's little paws away, and then made a gesture to let Lin Sansheng go. "Anyway, your second brother is still in my hands. One more dog is not much, and one less dog doesn't matter."
"Little miss..." Lin Sansheng looked at Luo Xiaoman with a guilty look on his face.
"We'll talk about it later." Luo Xiaoman gave him a look, and then looked at Liu Suifeng, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
"Please." Liu Suifeng smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
Their goal has been achieved, now it's up to Wan Zitong.
Luo Xiaoman walked in front, and Lin Sansheng followed cautiously behind.
The former had a calm face and was not afraid that the people around him would take action against him, while the latter had a worried face and clenched his fists, as if he would take action to protect Luo Xiaoman if something went wrong.
When Lin Sansheng walked out of this inn, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mouse, repeat everything you just heard and said." Luo Xiaoman suddenly stopped and said solemnly.
"ha?"
"Quite word for word, do you hear me?"
Seeing Luo Xiaoman's serious look, Lin Sansheng didn't dare to neglect, and then recounted the experience just now, word for word.
At the same time, the admission ceremony entered its second round.
"So far, there are thirteen people who are qualified to become students of the Holy Academy." Beiming stood up and said with a serious face: "The next step is to evaluate your basic strength. In order to better reflect your strength , you are free to choose your opponent, learn from each other, and stop at the last minute."
For a moment, the thirteen people's eyes began to look at each other, assessing each other's strength and whether they could fight against them.
However, they basically ignored three people.
One is Wan Zitong, one is Luo Qingyi, and the other is Ye Xuan.
The three of them are the dark horses of this admission ceremony. Whether they can become members of the Holy Academy is probably decided here.
Of course, Baicheng has five places this time. Even if all three of them are selected, there are still two places that can be competed for.
But why is Luo Qinghen from the Luo family missing
You know, Luo Qinghen's strength is the best among the younger generation, but now that he missed the first round, he can't go to the second round.
Beiming sat back and exchanged looks with Xiulin.
"Elder Ji." He turned around and said to Ji Wuya, "Who do you like?"
Ji Wuya glanced sideways at Bei Ming and said nonchalantly, "I'm more optimistic about Luo Qingyi."
(End of chapter)