Chapter 73 Enemies
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Bang bang bang...
The door of an office on the second floor of the Spirit Hall was knocked, it was Walter's office.
Vargas, who was passing by, twitched his lips slightly. If anyone else dared to be so presumptuous in the Spirit Hall, he would have dealt with them long ago.
But looking at the red-clothed and red-haired girl, he sighed, shook his head, and pretended not to see her.
"Old man, old man, are you there? I'm here!" Yan Jin was impatient, and after knocking a few times, she opened the door and went in.
Walter looked at his precious disciple helplessly, rubbing his forehead.
"Close the door... I have something very important to tell you today."
"Oh... okay." Yan Jin obediently closed the door.
Although Yan Jin was crude, impolite, reckless, and combative, and occasionally broke things, what gratified Walter was that she was relatively obedient.
Of course, the content of obedience did not include asking her to change the above habits.
"What I'm going to say today, you have to keep it a secret... including from your elder brother and younger brothers, can you do it?" Walter said with a serious face.
It was the first time Yan Jin had seen Walter so solemn, she opened the door, stepped out of the room, and left a sentence: "Wait for me, I'll prepare."
She ran downstairs with a 'heng heng heng' sound, and whispered to the air: "Amon..."
"I know." A stream of light flew out from between her eyebrows and stayed on a stone pillar on the side.
"This is the old man's secret..." Yan Jin explained.
"Well... I understand. Putting the Spirit on your side is just to worry that you will encounter danger, or to stop you before you cause trouble that you can't solve... Everyone has their own privacy, and excessive exploration is not good for anyone."
Amon's voice rang in Yan Jin's ears, focusing sound into a line. He naturally knew this little trick of using soul power.
"Mmm mmm." Yan Jin nodded, and ran back to Walter's office with a 'heng heng heng' sound, "Old man, I'm ready! I will definitely not tell anyone!"
Walter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he frowned. He had seen Amon's Spirit, and he also knew some of the methods of using insects.
After thinking for a while, he guessed that Amon probably had some eavesdropping methods on Yan Jin, but since Yan Jin herself knew and was willing, he didn't care too much.
At the same time, he was also a little gratified that Yan Jin did not perfunctorily him, proving that he, the teacher, still had some weight in Yan Jin's heart.
Walter's soul power flowed, and strands of silk covered the entire room. The densely intertwined silk isolated the inside and outside of the room, ensuring that no sound could be transmitted.
After that, he took out a jade box emitting a faint chill from the space ring, opened the box, and an astonishing chill spread out.
"This is a ten-thousand-year snow lotus from the far north. It has the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence, and improving talent. Although it is not very compatible with your Spirit attribute, the effect will be discounted, but it is still a rare treasure."
"Old... Old man, you..." Although she had guessed something when she saw Walter take out the snow lotus, Yan Jin still felt unbelievable.
Even if she didn't know much, she knew that this was definitely a priceless thing, and it was not in the same grade as the medicinal materials he had given her before.
Even for a Soul Douluo, this was probably extremely precious.
A faint smile appeared on Walter's face, "I can give it to you, but you have to do one thing for me. You should know that when I took you as a disciple, I had some purpose."
Yan Jin's small face was full of seriousness, "What is it?"
"Help me kill someone!" A trace of unyielding hatred appeared on Walter's face.
"Okay... I promise." A smile appeared on Yan Jin's face.
That's right, Walter was too good to her, so good that she felt uneasy. It was normal for her to have something to help with.
She said solemnly: "As long as it's not Amon, not Lei Yin, not my younger brothers and sisters, no matter who it is, I will kill him!"
"Aren't you going to ask who it is?" Walter tried his best to calm his mood.
Yan Jin shook her head and said seriously:
"It doesn't matter who it is, Master... I remember your kindness to me in my heart. Without your help, I wouldn't be so smooth.
"Maybe you have some purpose, maybe you have your own demands, but these are not important. You have indeed helped me a lot, and that's enough.
"Amon told me that fate always exacts a price for what is bestowed... and I am ready to pay the price. It's just killing someone, I guessed it long ago, I'm not stupid!
"You can keep the snow lotus for yourself, I will kill the person... This is not a transaction, it is my reward to you!"
This was the first time Walter had heard Yan Jin call him Master so sincerely, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He pushed the snow lotus in front of Yan Jin and barely showed a smile:
"This thing doesn't have such an obvious effect on me. If it had been ten years earlier, I would have taken it myself and attacked the Title Douluo realm to avenge myself, but now, I am old...
"Don't refuse, giving it to you is also to allow you to have enough power to avenge me faster... to achieve my goal faster... What I want you to do is not that easy."
"I'm already old" These short five words impacted Yan Jin's mind.
Yan Jin looked at him blankly, not reaching out to take it. It was the first time she had discovered that the powerful old man, the Soul Douluo realm old man, the old man who could stir up wind and rain in the Spirit Hall... was so old.
His hair was gray and dull, his skin was loose and wrinkled, and his eyes were turbid and slightly dejected, like... um... an old man.
Walter took a deep breath and continued:
"Do you know why I spare no effort to train you? The resources I have spent on you over the years have almost consumed half of my savings."
Yan Jin guessed and said: "To avenge faster?"
"That's only part of the reason. The real key is that they are no longer important. The people who should have inherited them are gone..."
Walter's tone was filled with unconcealable sadness:
"My wife is dead, and my son is also dead, died in that attack thirteen years ago, in the hands of that damn bastard! Without a son to inherit the property, what's the use of more wealth to me, an old man?"
Walter closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, which were raging flames of revenge that could not be extinguished.
He didn't look at Yan Jin, to avoid scaring her with his eyes.
"I think you should have guessed it, what strength the person I want you to kill will be."
Yan Jin nodded and said in a solemn tone, word by word: "Title Douluo!"
She adjusted her mentality, magma surged in her hand, raised her right forearm, opened her five fingers covered with magma, and let the lava flow on her hand.
Yan Jin said with a bit of publicity and arrogance: "So, old man, who is it? I will burn him to ashes!"
Seeing Yan Jin like this, a smile finally appeared on Walter's face, and he replied in a solemn tone:
"My enemy, Title - Haotian!"
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