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Chapter 839: Back off, I’m going to start pretending (3)(2/2)

In fact, it was the Pope of the Holy See who personally issued the order.

He brought Feng Qinghuang, who was his closed disciple, to challenge him.

As for how Feng Qinghuang plays the piano?

Master Cole only has four words.

Sad to be inferior to yourself.

This is no longer a shocking issue.

He knew that no matter how genius or hard work, he would achieve no matter how high the achievements he had made.

However, in the face of non-human existence, there is no comparison.

Because this is a problem of two dimensions.

No matter how powerful ant is, it cannot be on par with others.

At this age, Cole has long lost his competitive spirit.

He actually doesn't care much about what he is doing.

However, the survival of the family forced him to bow his head.

Not to mention angering the Pope, even any cardinal can easily erase his family.

At this time, Liu Jianming quietly came to Professor Ning:

"Little Junior Sister, what is that guy doing?"

Professor Ning smiled gently, his eyes full of pride:

"I guess I'm teaching Murphy to play the violin."

Old Liu's body shook.

He glared at Ning Yan with annoyance:

"Auntie, when is it now? Stop joking. Be considerate of me, my senior brother, my heart can't stand it."

Professor Ning smiled but said nothing.

Old Liu was really shocked to death.

"Isn't it...really? He actually...!"

Ning Yan nodded:

"Yes, he is Su Mu! Everybody knows, Su Mu, the sect master."

Liu Jianming closed his eyes and completely lost interest in speaking.

Junior sister, junior sister, you used to be not like this.

Why has it become so unmodest after following that bastard boy?

There is no way to talk.

All of them were chatted to death this day.

No, I have to see if there is a cow flying on my head.
Chapter completed!
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