"Please wait."
"Your name was... Lu Ning, right?"
Seeing the two about to leave, Ye Lingling took the initiative to approach them and ask.
Ma Hongjun looked at this remarkably forward girl, then sized up Lu Ning, resentment in his eyes. He lowered his voice beside Lu Ning's ear. "Damn!"
"Brother Ning, just how lucky are you?"
"Even this girl came over to chat you up. You're not going to scoop up all the girls on the Imperial Fighting Team, are you?"
"Don't hog everything!"
"Leave some for your brothers!"
Lu Ning rolled his eyes at him.
The iron law of nature: the winner took all. Didn't he know that?
Lu Ning gave Ye Lingling a slight nod, and she immediately asked, "That ability you just used to heal him... was it a soul skill?!"
"Could you have a third martial soul?"
Ye Lingling's tone was urgent.
Even the black veil over her face stirred at that moment, revealing the cool beauty beneath. A mere glimpse was enough to dazzle everyone; her looks were entirely on par with Ning Rongrong's and Zhu Zhuqing's.
She looked more mature than Ning Rongrong, with a better figure, and her cool demeanor added to her charm.
An iceberg close enough to see, yet impossible to touch.
"No."
Lu Ning paused.
He had not expected Ye Lingling's thoughts to turn toward martial souls.
"It was just a soul skill."
"You're overthinking it a little. If I really had three martial souls, Spirit Hall would probably have hauled me off for research by now."
Hearing this, Ye Lingling found that
the anticipation in her heart vanished completely.
Even her gaze toward Lu Ning grew somewhat dejected.
She had thought she might find a soul master with the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.
Who would have thought...