The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 841 - 841: Why Do I Smell Jealousy?

When he saw Beiting Huang in the forest of magical beasts, he was only amazed by the young person’s skills and strength. That was why he wanted to take her in as his student. He never expected Beiting Huang to be the Ninth Young Master of the Beiting Family.

“Alright, I think the Night King has a way to get you to the Demon Spirit Tomb as soon as possible. With me around, you don’t have to worry about Huang City.” In the end, Nan Ling rubbed Beiting Huangs head reluctantly and pushed her gently towards Yan Ye. He reminded him, “Night King, the eight members of the Iron Blood Team are already rushing to the teleportation array in the Demon Spirit Tomb. The teleportation array will be activated in half an hour.’

Seeing Yan Ye’s dark expression, Beiting Huang didn’t know why he was angry again. She only smiled and said, “Teacher, could it be that you also know that he’s Ye Qi?”

Yan Ye was Ye Qi?

Beiting Jing, Ximen Song, and the others, who had rushed over to send Beiting Huang off, immediately widened their eyes and looked at Yan Ye in disbelief. They all knew that Yan Ye l s identity was not simple, but they did not expect it to be so complicated. It was really difficult for them to associate a flirtatious, cold, and ruthless person like Yan Ye with a man dressed in pure white and as warm as the spring sun.

Nan Ling smiled. He hadn’t thought of it at first, but when he saw Yan Ye waiting here, he had a big guess. He asked Beiting Huang, “Little Ninth, how did you know?”

“Me?” Beiting Huang touched her nose and said calmly, “His has the scent of lotus. No two people in the world have the same smell.”

Even if they used the same perfume, as long as one paid attention, they could still smell the difference.

Everyone was tongue-tied, not knowing how to answer.

After getting on Yan Ye’ s air-transportation spiritual artifact, Yan Ye pulled Beiting Huang into his arms and said fiercely, “Tell me, who else did you smell?”

What did he mean by “there are no two people in the world who smell exactly the same”? Could it be that this little fellow still dared to lean on another man and smell someone else’s scent?

Initially, he thought that this was exclusive to him. Unexpectedly, this was common knowledge for her to recognize people. Yan Ye, who was already filled with anger, could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.

Beiting Huang sniffed and looked at Yan Ye with a dumbfounded expression.

Gusts were brewing in his purple eyes. Anyone who saw it would be afraid.

Only Beiting Huang was so bold that he was not afraid of his aura at all. Instead, she teased, “Why do I smell jealousy?”

She didn’t care about Yan Ye’s violent temper at all. She calmly listened to Yan Ye grit his teeth and warn her word by word. “You’d better stay away from other men in the future.’

Beiting Huangs mind was not on this at all. The air-transportation spiritual artifact rushed towards the Demon Spirit Tomb at the speed of light. She had to make a decision in the shortest time possible. “Ye, tell me, which war should I choose? The war between the three Creation Gods? Or the war between the Devil Emperor 10,000 years ago?”

Sure enough, Beiting Huangs words successfully attracted Yan Ye’s attention. His eyes were a little nervous as he stared at Beiting Huang. “Which will you choose?”

Which war would she choose? The origin war of this world, or the war that had once belonged to them ten thousand years ago?