Nangong Wenqing came out this time to suppress his cultivation to the Jindan stage, so the pedestrians on the road dared to stop and watch.

If he had unleashed the coercion of the Transformation Stage at the beginning, no one would have dared to look at him so blatantly.

In this world where the strong are respected, people pay more attention to strength than appearance. As long as your strength is strong enough, those who are lower than you in cultivation will not dare to look at it arbitrarily because of the suppression of your rank.

"He's my third uncle~"

This was originally a fact, so Qianqiao replied confidently, but Herman Stringer didn't believe her words.

"He's your third uncle, are you a three-year-old?"

The eyes of the person in front of him looking at Qianqiao are not at all like the eyes of the elders looking at the juniors, he has seen this kind of eyes in his father a lot.

"Nonsense, his surname is Nangong, and my surname is Nangong, he is not my third uncle, is it still your third uncle?"

Qianqiao was focused on scaring people at the moment, so she didn't notice the small movements of Nangong Wenqing and Herman Stringer.

Although she noticed that her body was no longer under Herman's control, she only thought that this was the discovery of the other party's conscience, and she didn't know that there would be Nangong Wenqing's credit in this.

"Heh, say you're an idiot, you're really worthy of this title!"

The frank look on Qianqiao's face when he said this made Herman Stringer believe it a little, but after he believed it, he felt that his mood was even worse.

Obviously, the man in front of him had thoughts about her, but she still put on a posture of a defender, such a picture couldn't help but remind him of someone, and the figure of the girl in front of him gradually overlapped with the person in his memory at this moment.

"Idiots are idiots!"

As soon as she heard the words "idiot girl", the green tendons on Qianqiao's forehead couldn't help but jump suddenly, and in the more than four months she had been Herman's assistant, she had heard these three words the most.

Maybe it was because the third uncle by her side gave her courage, this time she no longer swallowed her anger as before, but went back without showing weakness.

Qianqiao's psychology at this time is probably like two elementary school students quarreling, because her parents are supporting her on her side, so she looks full of momentum.

"Stupid death!"

From the change in Qianqiao's attitude towards him, Herman Stringer could see that she was dependent on the man in front of her, and this discovery made his already irritable mood worse.

This feeling is especially obvious when he realizes that he is not the match of the man in front of him at all.

Herman Stringer, who had never experienced frustration, turned gloomy and turned away after dropping the words.

"If you can't say it, just run, it's really a child!"

Seeing Herman Stringer drop this sentence, Qianqiao turned and left, sticking out her tongue at the back of him leaving, not realizing that her current behavior was no different from the child she was talking about.

"Who is he?"

After Herman Stringer left, Nangong Wenqing, who had been silent since the boy appeared, asked.

"His name is Herman Stringer, and he's a classmate of mine..."

Hearing the third uncle's question, Qianqiao, who was still immersed in the joy of defeating Herman, did not come out, and replied very casually.

"Stay away from him in the future..."

Nangong Wenqing saw that Qianqiao was still looking in the direction where Herman Stringer had left, so he raised his hand to pinch the girl's small chin and turned her face to himself before he spoke.

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