43 Personal Disciple

"! ! !"

When he heard this, he almost jumped up from his chair.

His expression did not change, but his heart kept sinking.

Had he been discovered?

As expected, he had been too rash and had not thought things through.

What should he do now?

The value of the dragon was very clear in his heart. If Harriet Terrence wanted to rob him by force.

Would he and Du Lu be able to defeat a saint-level mage?

Joelson quickly thought of a solution in his mind.

"Oh, no, no, no. Please don't misunderstand, Joe.son."

Harriet Terrence said with some distress, "Perhaps I shouldn't have asked so directly. I didn't mean to blame you at all, nor did I have any other thoughts. That's your luck. It's the favor of the God of Magic. I'm happy for you."

Joelson stared into Harriet Terrence's eyes.

He was wise and experienced, as deep as the starry night sky, and calm and clear.

He really didn't have any malice.