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"Has elder met elder Qing Zhi before?" Lin Dong looked at Mu Lan in front of him with some surprise.

"Yes."

Mu Lan grinned and nodded. His eyes swept over Lin Dong as he laughed, "I seldom see him think so highly of someone from the younger generation. Little fellow, it seems that you are a little extraordinary."

Lin Dong chuckled modestly. He did not know how Qing Zhi had evaluated him, however, he felt some gratitude towards the latter. If it was not because the latter had tore apart space and lent a hand back then at Unique Devil City, it would likely be extremely difficult for his two brothers and himself to escape from the hands of the three great sect masters of Yuan Gate.

If he had the opportunity to do so in the future, he would repay this debt. Although he was aware that Qing Zhi was already a pinnacle existence in this world, Lin Dong believed that he would also be able to reach that level one day. The only thing he needed was time.