"Believe it or not, you have to talk about it first, maybe I will believe it?" The assistant laughed.

"Han Sanqian is the savior, only he can solve this matter, do you believe it?" Yilao said.

The assistant's expression changed instantly: "Old Yi, what kind of joke are you kidding? Has Han Sanqian tricked you into treating him as the savior? This is pure nonsense."

"Look, you want to hear it if you don't tell it, and you don't believe it if you tell it. What can I do?" Elder Yi said helplessly.

"It's not that I don't believe it. If you say this, who can believe it? You're just kidding. There must be a measure." The assistant sighed. He really wanted to dig Yilao's brain to see what thoughts were inside. The importance he attaches to Han Sanqian is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

It's fine to hand over the four gates to Han Sanqian, a stunned young man. It's not funny to think that Han Sanqian is the savior now.

"How long have you known me?" Yilao suddenly asked the assistant.

The assistant didn't even think about it, and said: "Forty-three years, after I joined Tianqi, I have been with you all the time, but I count the days."

"In the past forty-three years, when have I ever joked with you?" Yilao's eyes suddenly became hot.

The assistant was taken aback. Are you kidding me?

For forty-three years, Yilao seemed to have never joked. He treated everything with an extremely serious attitude, which is also a major feature of Yilao.

"Like, no." The assistant said.

"Since not, do you think I will joke with you about such an important matter?" Elder Yi asked indifferently, looking directly at the assistant.

The assistant took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became incredulous.

"Yi...Old Yi, what you said is true, Han Sanqian is really the savior?" the assistant asked tremblingly.

After being silent for a long time, Yilao's eyes became more and more determined. He believed that only Han Sanqian could solve the current predicament, and only he could save the common people from suffering.

"yes."

Yilao's tone was very flat. But full of steadfastness.

After the assistant took a deep breath, he had to change his mind about Han Sanqian.

Although the current Han Sanqian is still not worth mentioning in his heart, Yi Lao can show such a firm attitude, which shows that Han Sanqian is a trustworthy person, and at least he should be given a chance.

"The second round of grading competition is about to start, Mr. Yi. Do you want to watch it?" the assistant asked.

Yilao shook his head and said, "It's nothing to look at, he can be promoted 100%."

Xuanzi-level territory.

Han Sanqian has been in a coma since that night. He found that his body has changed a lot. That power is no longer only exerted in his right hand, but is full of power all over his body, and when he tenses his muscles and enters a fighting state, his body strength will become stronger. Very exaggerated, thus enhancing his ability to resist blows.

Regarding this point, Han Sanqian asked Jiang Yingying to try it. When Jiang Yingying hit with all her strength, Han Sanqian not only did not feel any impact force, but even the recoil force directly caused Jiang Yingying's wrist to dislocate. This discovery surprised Han Sanqian At the same time very puzzled.

On the night before the grading competition, Han Sanqian sat on the head of the bed, staring blankly at the red rope that had lost its skull.

The skull disappeared for no reason, it was not taken away by Fang Zhan and Jiang Yingying, and it is impossible for other people to come to his room for no reason. Could it be said that the skull can also grow wings and fly away?

"Where did you go and why did you disappear?" Han Sanqian frowned and said to himself. He had racked his brains on this question, but he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation at all.

Even if someone broke into his room before Jiang Yingying, but Jiang Yingying took off his clothes, and he was still lying on the ground when he was unconscious, even if someone came, it would be impossible to find the existence of the skull.

Han Sanqian clearly remembered that the headache that night was the strongest among all the attacks, as if something had been forced into his brain. JrNovels.com