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... would you like to become my direct disciple?"
"Huh?"
Xia Feng was taken aback. "Ms. Fu, aren't I already your student?"
"What I'm talking about is a direct disciple."
Freya tied up her wine-red hair simply and let it hang over one shoulder. She patted Xia Feng on the shoulder, her expression devoid of the indifferent killing intent from the battle, and her smile was warm, "Xia Feng, if you're willing to become my student, I promise to make you a Third Rank Spirit ...
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