The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Beiting Huang should know that the people from the Divine Hall of Judgment had already entered the Lion Kings Ridge. The reason why she was so eager to give all her team members Holy Beasts was probably to enter the Lion King’s Ridge and snatch the Purple Flame Symbiotic Source from the Divine Hall of Judgment.

“Little brother?” She greeted him in a friendly manner. Under the exquisite mask, Beiting Huang’s red lips curled up slightly, and a similar friendly smile appeared on her face. She nodded. “Brother Ximen Song, of course there’s no problem! ‘

Everyone from the Ximen family heaved a sigh of relief. When they saw the smile on Beiting Huang’s face, none of them looked relieved. Although they admired this young man who was younger than them, no one was not afraid of her strength and her ruthlessness.

However, she seemed to only have a deep prejudice against the Nangong family and was especially friendly to the three families.

“Then I’ll take my men and leave first!” Ximen Song turned around, looked deeply at Dongfang Jiao and Beiting Lin, and then led the Ximen Clan towards Lion Kings Ridge. With the appearance of a monster like Beiting Huang and the Nangong Clan’s losses, they didn’t have much chance of winning in snatching the Purple Flame Companion Source. However, since they were here, they had to observe the process and know the outcome.

Ximen Song, as a Heaven Rank, came out to make an oath, scaring Dongfang Jiao and Beiting Lin. The two of them didn’t understand why Ximen Song, who had always been proud and aloof, would suddenly curry favor with a young man. Even if this young man was monstrous and abnormal, Ximen Song definitely did not lower his head because he could break through to the Heaven Rank at such a young age.

The two of them were confused. When they received Ximen Songs meaningful gaze, Dongfang Ao’s heart skipped a beat. His entire body trembled as he looked at Beiting Huang in disbelief.

At this moment, Beiting Huangs gaze fell on Nangong Qianmo and the others. Everyone could choose not to swear, but the “remnants” of the Nangong family could not.

Beiting Huang wasn’t afraid of the news being leaked, but she didn’t want to be a farmer who let a poisonous snake go. The former tested her strength, but the latter showed her intelligence. A person could be weak, but they couldn’t be stupid.

When the Nangong Family came, there were 23 people. Now, there were only four of them. Nangong Qianmo knew very well how she had saved her life. The four of them were not even Great Spirit Masters. If Beiting Huang refused to let them go, it was impossible for them to come out alive.

“Your Excellency, we are willing to swear! Nangong Qianxi looked at Beiting Huang ingratiatingly. The silver mask on the young man’s face could not hide his handsome face. Even if only his eyes and chin were revealed, they were deeply attractive and could make one’s soul sink.

Beiting Huang nodded lightly and looked at Nangong Qianmo in admiration.

After the remaining four members of the Nangong Family made the oath, Beiting Huang turned around again and was about to leave when Dongfang Ao stopped her. ‘Your Excellency, are you not going to listen to our oath?”

At this moment, one of the members of the Beiting Family suddenly exclaimed, “It’s the Ninth Young Master! She’s the Ninth Young Master!”

Everyone’s gaze fell on Beiting Huang. Beiting Huang’s body stiffened for a moment. She didn’t really want to hide it, but she was still a little shocked that someone had seen through her. She turned around, rubbed her nose, and looked at the person who had exclaimed. The latter was so frightened that her face had turned pale.

How was this possible? What kind of international joke was this? The Ninth Young Master? Had the people of the Beiting Family gone crazy? How could they say that this genius was the “Trash Ninth Young Master” of their family?