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Xu Wenjun? Yang Ling committed that name to memory.

"However, his father is a Third-Rank Grandmaster Supreme of our Zhao State, a figure like an immortal."

Xu Wuji looked at Yang Ling and said with a faint smile:

"For a rich kid like him who makes a minor mistake, it'll probably just be a few words of reprimand and that's that."

A Third-Rank Grandmaster Supreme? A flicker of shock passed through Zhang Wei's eyes.

His godfather was Fifth-Rank, and his abilities were already terrifyingly powerful. He couldn't imagine what kind of awe-inspiring means a Third-Rank powerhouse possessed.

"The good news is you handled this promptly. Mingxin and the Scholar-Seeking Daoist both died at your hands, so your merit is secured."

When Xu Wuji said this, a hint of uncertainty suddenly crept into his voice:

"Was Mingxin killed by a single person, or..."