Hao Ren told Harvey Skye to get him golden needles and the latter shot out of the room without care of being noticed by the people. Vivian still looked at the young man with a doubtful gaze which caused him to sigh.
He said, "Mrs. Skye, you really think that I am just making false claims?"
The lady shook her head and asked, "I have doubts but I can tell that you are not bluffing. If your parents are cultivators, why aren't you one?"
Hao Ren did not expect her to be so stuck up and said, "Well, I was born with clogged meridians, although the workout and training in martial arts have cleaned them, they are rigid and dry, rather than becoming a weak and small cultivator, I would like to be a good businessman."
Vivian poked more, "How do you explain your aura and temperament?"
Hao Ren smiled and replied, "It is one of the world's mysteries. Perhaps my medical skills and business knowledge have helped me."
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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