Saint Qingyan

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Jian Wushuang and Demon Master Chenhuo asked some more questions about the Zhao family and Zhao Mang before handing the interspatial ring to the black-clothed attendant and sending him away.

"Chenhuo, according to what the attendant said, this little guy named Zhao Mang is indeed quite pitiful, and it's very similar to what happened to you. It's just that you met your master by chance, but this Zhao Mang...Chenhuo, don't you want to learn from your master and save this little guy from suffering?" Jian Wushuang said casually.

He knew very well that given Chenhuo's character, he was already moved by the fact that he was willing to sit here and listen to Zhao Mang.

Jian Wushuang guessed that Demon Master Chenhuo must have the same thoughts as his master, but he had yet to take action.

"There's no rush. Let's wait and see." Demon Master Chenhuo picked up the wine bowl in his hand and drank a cup, then began to ponder.