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"Li Ming, where's your suitcase?" Feder suddenly remembered, looking around.
"Lost."
"Lost? You don't want the weapons inside?" Feder asked in surprise.
Li Ming said casually, "Travel light, I remember the place. I can go get it when I have time."
"Ah, my junior, it's our first time meeting, but I've heard Old Luo and the teacher mention you a few times," Ya Ro chatted with Li Ming excitedly.
"Brother, I've also heard Brother Luo mention you often," Li Ming flattered in return.
"Oh?" Ya Ro's interest was piqued. "What does Old Luo say about me?"
Li Ming paused, not sure if Brother Ya Ro could tell he was just flattering him.
A little flattery should be enough, he couldn't start making up reasons to praise him on the spot, that would be taking things too far.
"Shut up," Luo Chuan said impatiently.
Ya Ro, a beat slow to react, finally understood and, not feeling embarrassed, introduced himself to Li Ming, "To formally introduce myself, I am Ya Ro—the Wind Hunter."