But all of this must be known until the Xiaoying Hook Conference officially begins.
“You can also recognize the new candidate, it is Lu Yuan.”
Murong Ziyue said with a smile.
“Lu Yuan? He works very hard.”
Xin Lin smiled.
She was not surprised by Lu Yuan’s election.
Lu Yuan’s cultivation is still very strong in the martial arts academy of Qingtian Academy, probably second only to Murong Ziyue.
But Zuo Mingshang and Huang Xuerou’s cultivation is also wrong. It seems that Lu Yuan should have put a lot of thought into winning this quota.
Xin Lin said, glanced at Murong Ziyue.
Murong Ziyue was seen strangely by Xin Lin.
“Xin Lin, something is wrong with your eyes.”
Murong Ziyue wondered.
“Ziyue, do you really don’t know? Lu Yuan went for you.”
Xin Lin teased.
Lu Yuan saw Murong Ziyue’s thoughts.
Last time, Murong Ziyue was injured and Xin Lin had not returned from Fuzhou yet. The one who was most annoyed was Lu Yuan.
“Lu Yuan and I are friends like you, so you are not allowed to talk nonsense.”
Murong Ziyue couldn’t laugh or cry.
“I’m not talking nonsense. Ziyue, can’t you really see it?”
Xin Lin was about to worry for Lu Yuan.