Chatper 941 (1/2)

"Atria." Half a cup of black tea also greeted with a smile.

The beautiful merman stopped in front of the half cup of black tea, and then broke the diving magic bubble she used with a wave, but then a layer of light blue magic power covered it, so that the half cup of black tea was not affected in any way, It feels like it can breathe freely in the water just like the mermen.

"Really, the father didn't even tell you to give you diving magic. Your diving magic bubble is almost exhausted." The beautiful girl from the merman race complained.

"Yo, this magic is powerful, then this beautiful mermaid girl, can you..." said a low-key great gentleman.

but……

"Let's go, Sister Black Tea, I'll take you to the palace again. There are still many places you haven't been to last time."

The mermaid beautiful girl ignored the low-key great man, as if ignoring him directly.

"..." A low-key great man.

Fortunately, half a cup of black tea still remembered him, and he didn't leave him to admire the underwater palace, otherwise he would have to stand guard here with the guards.

"Atria, there is still my friend here. He is the inheritor of the Aotian." Half a cup of black tea gestured.

"He? The inheritor of Lord Aotian?"

The beautiful merman girl named Atria took a close look at the low-key great man, who also maintained her original demeanor and let her scrutinize.

"I don't think...it doesn't look like it. Lord Aotian said that he is so tall and mighty that he can't even reach the temperament of a statue. Sister Black Tea, he won't lie to you, right? Not all human beings can be like you. So gentle and kind." Atria did not forget to remind.

"Uh... I said, this beautiful little Mermaid princess, just now your father recognized me as the inheritor of the Aotian, you didn't hear it just now." The low-key great man.

"Ah? Is there? I've been watching Sister Black Tea just now, did the father say anything?" Atria wondered.

"Hey, you were all there just now, did your father say anything?" Atria asked the guards in the hall.

"Back to Princess Atria, the king has indeed said that this human male is the inheritor of the arrogant, and he did not lie." One of the guards said.

"Is he really?" Atria was surprised.

There is even an incredible feeling, as if to say: How could such a frustrated person be the inheritor of the Aotian?

The low-key great man is forcing himself to calm down in his heart, and he must not be angry with the little kid.

"He really is, his inheritance opportunity was given to him by the apprentice of Lord Sword Hermit, and then he was recognized and inherited through his own strength, not lying to you." Half a cup of black tea also explained.

"Master Sword Hermit's apprentice? Speaking of which, he came here yesterday and talked with his father for a long time. Although he looks quite handsome, he is more handsome than this guy, but he has a cold personality." Ya Leng said after a moment.

Half a cup of black tea and the low-key great man were also taken aback at the same time, and the two looked at each other.

Blue maple came?

Was it just yesterday?

"Is he wearing a blue turtleneck trench coat, and the bangs on his left eye are so long that they cover his eyes?" asked the low-key great man.

"Yeah, I also asked my father why he had such a strange hairstyle at the time, and my father told me that it seemed to be because his body in another world was blind in his left eye, so he was used to not having a left eye." Art Liya said.

Blind?

The low-key giant and half a cup of black tea looked at each other in shock again.

"Maybe... it's the injury left by the Quiet Forest incident." The low-key great man said uncertainly.

None of them knew what happened to Lan Feng's left eye. The details of Xiao Cheng's assassination were not revealed.

"The wounds left? No wonder he looks so weak that he doesn't feel as strong as Lord Sword Hermit at all... But it's not as annoying as the character of Lord Sword Hermit." Atria said again.

This kind of thing that old man Fang is hated by all races, even a small race like the merman race exists...

"He just didn't wear equipment. In fact, no one of the descendants is his opponent. He was still the first in the competition that ended some time ago. Now, can you see the ranking on our heads?" Half Cup Black tea helps Lan Feng rehabilitate.

At the same time, he indicated the ranking on his head - 57th.

The low-key greats are higher - 8.

Ranking is not exactly the same as strength, because there are many factors that can change the ranking, but there is no weak one who can reach the top 100 ranking!

"I can see, so this number is the strength ranking of your descendants? Then he is indeed the number one, so he is really so powerful?" Atria finally believed.

"But...it's weird." Atria said again.

"What's wrong?" asked the low-key great man.