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Entrance, when Qin Yu and the others entered, Ying Ruoruo had just received the solution Qin Yu provided. As she pondered, she suddenly smelled a faint... watermelon scent.
Min Hualou was there, accompanied by a middle-aged man and disciples from the Jingliu Kingdom's Min Hualou Sect.
Perhaps it was a sect characteristic; this sect's disciples seemed mostly... laid-back and rather bizarre.
Oh right, there were quite a few of them who were overweight.
Strikingly contrasting with the upright, dignified, and notably attractive and fit Wuque disciples.
As they entered, Min Hualou cheerfully started chatting.
The focus of the conversation was naturally on Qin Yu, but secretly thought that Ying Ruoruo was also quite astonishing.
Ah, this Wuque is quite something.
Why is everyone so...
"Min Brother, look under your feet."
