Xie Wenyue's Gratitude

"Bao Ruyuan, how dare you seriously injure your fellow disciples!"

Zhuo Zongyi jumped onto the stage and faced Bao Ruyuan with a murderous look in his eyes.

If Xu Ning hadn't suddenly gone on stage, Xie Wenyue would have been punched again. If that punch landed, she would have been seriously injured.

As the host of this month's exchange meeting, Zhuo Zongyi was embarrassed by this incident.

Bao Ruyuan didn't care about Zhuo Zongyi's question, as his thoughts were all on Xu Ning.

"So you are the in-name disciple the Sect Master recently accepted."

Bao Ruyuan grinned, but there was a fierce look in his eyes. "No wonder the Sect Master likes you, your strength is indeed impressive."

It was not just Bao Ruyuan, after Xu Ning revealed his identity, many core disciples also looked at him.

Half of the core disciples did not attend the previous demon slaying conference.