The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

157 Identity Is Hard to Say!

Walking side by side with Mu Yang and Qin Yu, Beiting Huang was in an especially good mood. She also saw her close brothers being protected by them. This warm feeling made her heart feel very safe.

“Bei Ye, you boasted that you won’t leave until you’re drunk. You’re not allowed to let Brother Qin Yu and I drink for you later!” Mu Yang said with a smile.

Did this little fellow know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her now? How many people wanted to come forward and drink with her? Did she know that she had become the apple of many young girls’ eyes? Didn’t she see how many girls were rushing home in the crowd that had dispersed like the tide and were preparing to wash up before attending this banquet?

Beiting Huang didn’t know at all. She only knew that she had seen Brother Qin Yu again. She hugged Qin Yu’s arm tightly with both hands and leaned against him. She said without any psychological burden, “I don’t care. I can’t drink much. There’s still Brother Qin. Anyway, he will drink for me!”

Qin Yu’s heart throbbed. Not only did he not dislike the feeling of being relied on, but he also liked it very much. He raised his other hand and gently rubbed her head. He smiled and said, “Alright, Big Brother Qin will help you drink!”

“Alright, alright. I’m just saying. I won’t leave you alone. Seriously! Little guy, don’t tell me you’ll get drunk in one glass?” Mu Yang scratched his head, looking very impatient. However, Beiting Huang could see the indulgence and tolerance in his smiling eyes.

“Hahaha!” A hearty laugh came from the front. Beiting Huang and the others stopped in their tracks. City Lord Mu Feng had returned to the City Lord’s Mansion in advance and was waiting at the door just to personally welcome Beiting Huang into the City Lord’s Mansion. “Lord Bei Ye, today’s battle was quite exciting. It greatly inspired all the warriors who participated in the magical beast ramage war. I’m here to express my gratitude to Lord Beiting Ye! Please follow me to the City Lord’s Mansion’s banquet. Cheers to our battle tomorrow!”

After receiving the City Lord’s personal welcome, Bei Ye’s name was once again recited like a tide by all the warriors participating in the demon beast ramage battle. As they watched Bei Ye walk beside Mu Feng, her image could not help but grow taller in everyone’s eyes.

As Scarwood followed the crowd in, he looked at Beiting Huang with a pair of sinister eyes. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Scarwood would have found it hard to believe that a four-star Great Spirit Master could kill a nine-star Great Spirit Master. If that was the case, wouldn’t it be easy for Beiting Huang, a nine-star Great Spirit Master, to kill the green-clothed elder in his group?

Without a doubt, his son and the team he led must have died at the hands of this youth!

Perhaps because Scarwood’s gaze was too persistent, Beiting Huang slowly turned around. When she locked onto this figure in the crowd, she happened to see the hatred in his eyes that could not be hidden in time.

Beiting Huang was stunned for a moment. She couldn’t remember when she had offended this person. Beside her, Qin Yu’s low voice came. “Bei Ye, I didn’t have time to tell you. He’s the leader of Xing Tian Mercenary Group, Scarwood. I’ve already heard about the incident in Soul Valley from Rikedo and the others. You don’t have to worry. I won’t let Scarwood hurt you.”

Beiting Huang suddenly realized that Qin Yu probably didn’t know who she was. She couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. Before she could catch up with Brother Qin, she was stopped by Gu Hao and Leng Chenfeng. At this moment, there were so many people, so Beiting Huang couldn’t say anything.

After all, her identity was related to many things like the Chaos Divine Source in her body. After she left the Beiting Family, the family would probably not let her off. She could only find a secluded place to talk.

However, Qin Yu didn’t ask about her identity. He didn’t know that she was actually Beiting Huang, but he took her under his wing again. This feeling made Beiting Huang feel as if she was immersed in a jar of wine.