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After all, Fang Li didn't know how much Sylvia had said to the bee-eater and what was involved.

However, apart from this world, Sylvia can only talk about things in the city of learning war.

Therefore, the experience that Fang Li prayed to the bee-eater was his own experience in the city of learning to fight.

For example, enroll in the Seventh Academy of the Boundary Dragon.

For example, he took Fan Xinglu as his teacher and learned the techniques of fighting.

Another example is to participate in a large event called the Hoshimu Festival.

Finally, at the request of the bee-eater, Fang Li also talked about some of the processes and things he experienced with Silvia.

Among them, there are no lies, just conditional telling.

Other things, Fang Li completely ignored it, and only cared about it.

In this way, presumably, the bee-eating exercise should cause a lot of questions, right?

For example, where is the Seventh Academy of the Boundary Dragon? What about the big event called the Hoshimu Festival? If Sylvia had already debuted before that, why hadn't she heard of it at all?

This kind of question, the bee-eating prayer will definitely arise.

It's just that Fang Li didn't say it, and the bee-eating caustic prayer wouldn't ask.

On the whole, the queen is still very smart, and knows what to ask without scruples, and what to ask will not be answered.

Perhaps, these things will also fall into Aresta's ears through the Lingering Loop, that is also possible.

But Fang Li didn't care.

"It would be better if the hanging man really intended to take this information as facts."

There is nothing that happens in this world, no matter how much Arest investigates, he can't find the results, and no matter how he calculates, he can't calculate the answer.

In this way, the things Fang Li said will become smoke bombs one by one, making Aresta, the big boss behind the scenes, gradually confused.

Therefore, Fang Li really has no scruples when he talks about it, and there is no half a lie at all.

As for whether others believe it or not, that's someone else's business.

If the bee-eater prays, he should choose to believe it.

Because, the bee-eater Cao Qi knew that there was no reason for Fang Li to make up such a big meaningless story to deceive himself.

If you were someone else and knew about these things, you would still be suspicious.

The bee-eater prayed but did not doubt the truth of these things.

It was precisely because of this that the bee-eating Cao Qi's eyes towards Fang Li became more and more strange.

"Have you learned the art of combat?"

Recalling the scene when Fang Li suddenly disappeared in the room of the Bee-Eater Prayer in the garden of the school house before, and a year ago, Fang Li fought against the motorcyclists one by one, but he was still able to calculate and disintegrate them one by one, and finally won the victory, the Bee-Eater Prayer knew.

What are those skills?

This made the bee-eater start to look at each other differently.

"As a result, although you are an incapacitated, your true combat strength is not at all below that of a powerful capable?" The bee-eating caustic prayer seemed to be amazed, and then asked Fang Li as if hesitantly: "So, could it be that His Royal Highness the singer also..."

"yes." Fang Li raised his eyes, looked at the bee-eater and prayed, and chuckled: "No matter how many strong men come, Silvie can easily knock them all down, which is completely different from you as an athletic idiot, right?" ā€

"With... It has nothing to do with that! The bee-eater raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "If it were me, then I could do it!" ā€

"Is it referring to the fact that a bunch of strong men were brought down?" Fang Li said speechlessly: "Indeed, you can do it with your ability, but that can't hide the fact that you are an athletic idiot, I don't even know how the game at your Daba Star Festival is conducted." ā€

"Do you need to talk about that?" The bee-eater said without hesitation: "Of course, you can use your own ability to solve it!" ā€

The so-called solution is probably to cancel your own schedule with your ability, or let someone else play in your place, or even tamper with things like results and eyewitness reports, right?

And if the bee-eater prays for himself, as long as he participates in a competition, it will be completely burned out.

In this regard, Fang Li has only one feeling.

"It's like your style."

Hearing Fang Li's words, Bee Eater Cao Qi immediately pursed his brows.

"I don't think you're complimenting me at all, you must be thinking of something rude, right?"

In this regard, I can only feel the strength of a woman's sixth sense.

Just when Fang Li was chatting energetically with the bee-eater, the preparation for afternoon tea seemed to be completed.

"Keep you two waiting."

As such a voice came, a sound of orderly footsteps began to approach.

"Are you coming?"

The bee-eater turned his eyes and looked over.

"Hard... You... We... Finish...? ā€

In a word, the bee-eating caustic prayer didn't even finish half of it, and the whole tone changed a flavor, and I was even more stunned because of the scene in front of me.

"Huh?"

Fang Li suddenly turned his head at the strange reaction of the bee-eater, and then his eyes almost widened.

I saw that it was not only Fan Feng Runzi who walked in from outside the door, but also the eldest lady from the bee-eating sect.

These young ladies, either with teapots in their hands, or teacups in their hands, and some with pastries, snacks and all kinds of desserts, as if they were going to go to the Manchurian banquet, lined up in two rows as if they were very well-trained, and walked in under the leadership of Fan Feng Junzi.

So far, there are no problems.

The problem lies in the outfits of these ladies.

It's not sportswear, it's not Tokiwadai's summer uniform.

It's clearly a maid's suit.

In such a situation, a team of well-trained maids bowed to Fangli and the bee-eater.

"I've kept you waiting, master."

The neat voice could not eliminate the consternation in Fang Li and the bee-eating eyes.

It wasn't until half a sound later that Fang Li looked at the bee-eating Cao Qi a little speechlessly, and said in wonder: "This is also your arrangement?" ā€

"Just... Not really! Bee Eater Cao Qi hurriedly shook his head, and then asked Fan Feng Junzi in a little panic: "You... What are you doing here? ā€

"Nothing, Queen." With a dignified and polite smile, Fan Feng Junzi said to the bee-eater: "It's just that it's rare for the queen to bring the opposite sex to have afternoon tea together, then, as your subordinates, we should also do our part and try our best to make this tea party perfect, and we can't let the guests have any regrets." ā€

Saying that, Fan Feng Junzi is heading towards the eldest lady in the faction... No, now it's the maids, who give the order directly.

"Now, then, let's start serving Lord Fangli."

Under the instruction of Fan Feng Junzi, all the maids suddenly stepped forward, and while putting the refreshments in their hands on the table, they came to Fang Li's side.

Immediately, in Fang Li's stunned expression, they snuggled up one by one.

"What...?!"

The bee-eater stayed there like a lightning strike.