After finalizing the details of the Ruyi Divine Weapon deal with his little boy clone, Liu Chengyong left in a hurry.
Probably because he discovered that the eyes of several other weapon refinement masters had been glancing towards them intentionally or unintentionally.
For fear that his solitary eating behavior would be discovered, Liu Chengyong had no choice but to suppress his thoughts and leave first, even if he wanted to have more contact and affection with the kid's clone.
After all, the little brat's clone and his status as a weapon-refining master from the Chinese side were in a hurry, and there would be many opportunities to meet in the future, so he was not in a hurry.
Not long after Liu Chengyong left, several other weapon refining masters came over to greet the little kid's clone.
But he just said hello and left. He was not as shameless as Liu Chengyong, who asked the kid's clone to help him refine the Ruyi Divine Weapon.
After all, all of them are real masters of weapon refining, and they are all arrogant masters at heart. How could they be so shameless and beg for help on the head of a little brat's clone?
Not every weapon refining master is as shameless as Liu Chengyong.
However, Miranda, the North American weapon-refining master, the only female weapon-refining master in the world, actually had a few words with the little kid's doppelgänger.
But her target is the Beauty Pill in the hands of the little kid's clone.
"Mr. Wang, I couldn't sleep last night. After thinking about it, I still feel that just passing by a rare beauty pill will definitely make me regret it."
"After all, my real age is not young anymore. No matter how good I am at looking good, there will be a day when my beauty will fade with old age."
"So, can you please give up your love and give me the Beauty Pill?"
"I can use two Ruyi Divine Weapons, or I can exchange them with you for 20 million low-grade spiritual stones."
The kid's clone shook his head resolutely: "I'm sorry, Ms. Miranda, this Beauty Pill is a gift I plan to give to the most important woman in my life."
"Even if you place a spirit stone vein in front of my eyes, I will remain indifferent and won't even blink."
Having said this, Miranda looked disappointed, but she was quite sensible and did not continue to entangle her and cause trouble.
Not long after Miranda left, she saw this old man with silver hair and a slightly sick face slowly walking towards her. The pupils of the little kid's clone suddenly shrank, and the heartbeat began to accelerate slightly.
This old man was none other than his mission target who had traveled thousands of miles to attend the Weapon Refiner Exchange Conference, the Eastern European Weapon Refiner Grandmaster—Dawson.
But his real goal is the mysterious ore in his hand that is suspected to be the Sky Star Stone.
Thinking of this, the little boy's avatar took the initiative to say hello without being humble or arrogant.
"Mr. Dawson, I have admired your name for a long time, but I have always been thinking about it and want to visit you."
Dawson was a little flattered.
He had actually been observing from the sidelines for a long time. Except for Liu Chengyong, this young weapon-refining master was polite to everyone, even to several other weapon-refining masters, and his expression was slightly cold.
When he walked over, he was already prepared to be ignored by this little guy.
Unexpectedly, he became the second person among the masters of weapon refining to be honored by this little guy.
I don't know if it was Dawson's illusion, but he always felt that this little guy was much more respectful to him than to Liu Chengyong.
"Mr. Wang, you are too polite!" Dawson picked up the wine glass and lightly touched the cup with juice in the little kid's clone's hand, "Compared to Mr. Wang, your talent is so unique,
I really feel like I have been wasting my time these past few years."
"No, no, no, Mr. Dawson is experienced and experienced. This is something that I, a newbie, cannot match." The little boy's clone waved his hands very humbly, "I feel that there are still many things I don't understand.
Ask Mr. Dawson for advice."
"If Mr. Dawson is free at any time, I hope you will allow me to bother you."
No one doesn’t like being flattered, and some people don’t like it, just because the person being flattered is wrong, the method may be wrong, or the flattery is flattered.
But Dawson was enjoying it very much at the moment. He felt refreshed, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his whole body was clear.
Even his originally slightly pale face was slightly flushed with blood and turned a little rosy.
It's all because this is a lot of flattery, but it comes from the young master's mouth.
This made Dawson feel comfortable even though he knew these were just polite words.
"I've been feeling cold recently, so I've been resting in my room. If Mr. Wang doesn't mind, you can come to me at any time." Dawson happily agreed.
Seeing this, the little boy was overjoyed. He immediately hit the snake and stuck it on the stick: "Then it's better to choose a day. After the cocktail party is over, how about I go visit you?"
"I happen to have a kind of elixir in my room, which is also very effective in treating wind and cold. I just want to give it to you, Mr. Dawson, to try."
Dawson glanced at the little kid's clone with a slightly suspicious look. He felt that this little guy was a little too enthusiastic about him.
"To be courteous for nothing, to be either a traitor or a thief, is there really something wrong with this little guy who needs help from me?" Dawson's eyes flickered and he murmured to himself.
However, Dawson didn't take this to heart. Instead, he hoped that the little kid's clone would really ask for something from him. It just so happened that he was also very curious about this little guy's magical weapon-refining skills.
Unbearable itching.
In this way, wouldn't he have a chance to get what he wanted and see what happened?
Thinking of this, Dawson immediately agreed with a smile on his face: "Then I will prepare refreshments in the room later and wait for Mr. Wang to arrive."
The little boy clone said with a smile: "I will definitely go to the appointment on time, I don't dare to keep Mr. Dawson waiting for too long!"
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At the same time, on the deck of the Freedom of the Seas cruise ship.
Old John stood with his hands behind his hands, his body as straight as a sculpture, standing at the stern of the ship, looking at the sea in the distance.
Not far behind him, Megan, a sexy and charming beauty, was also looking at the empty sea, with a look of anticipation between her eyebrows.
Suddenly, Old John narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge black shadow on the sea in the distance, riding the wind and waves at an astonishing speed, quickly chasing towards the Freedom of the Sea cruise ship.
Soon, a large luxury yacht more than thirty meters long revealed its true identity, gradually slowed down, and slowly moved closer to the Freedom of the Sea cruise ship.