Chapter 35 I am actually a member of the Assassin's Temple. I love the Assassin's Temple.

However, Lin Chen's reaction was completely beyond Xingyuan's expectations.

He originally thought that the other party was going to scold him for being such a grown-up but not being able to take care of his lower body, and he was prepared for that.

"Why did the saint suddenly leave?"

Lin Chen looked puzzled, muttering, "Is it because he is not in the right? Yes, otherwise, with his personality, he would never let it go so easily."

Xingyuan blinked, not knowing how to respond to the other party for a moment.

"I wanted to go to his room on my own initiative." Cai'er, who was hiding behind Xingyuan with a red face, suddenly spoke out.

"..."

"..."

You really deserve to die!

Xingyuan read out this sentence from the gritted teeth expression on Lin Xin's face.

"I said no wonder."

Lin Chen couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard that. No wonder when Lin Chen saw him, he didn't even say a few words and just turned his sleeves and left.

It turns out that this was a matter of mutual consent between the two children, and it was the girl who took the initiative to get close to Xingyuan. No wonder Shengyue left in a hurry without saying a word...

"Little girl, let me ask you, who is Saint Old Man to you?" Lin Chen asked again.

Cai'er remained silent, and Lin Chen realized that it was against the rules to ask like this, just like few people in other temples knew that Lin Xin was his grandson.

"Today is the first day of the preliminary round. It's almost time. Hurry up and don't miss it."

Lin Chen didn’t know that Cai’er was at the fifth level. After all, this girl looked younger than Xingyuan, and no one would have thought that she would also be at the fifth level.

Do you think the first five levels before the age of twenty-three are common?
This year's preliminary round of the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament has the most fifth-level contestants since the six major temple organizations began, but there are only about ten of them.

"Xingyuan, if you have time, you can come and take a look. Just take it as a chance to get familiar with the environment and make some friends from other places."

Lin Chen left, holding Lin Xin's ear.

He was the senior executive in charge of presiding over the preliminary round of the Magic Temple, so naturally he had no time to waste on Xingyuan and Caier.

"Are you going to watch the game, or are you looking for a place to rest?"

Seeing that he and Cai'er were the only ones left, and no one was bothering him, Xingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Cai'er about her plans.

"I'll listen to you."

Cai'er replied in a soft voice, which made Xingyuan's ears soften.

"Then let's go watch the game." Xingyuan replied.

Cai'er naturally had no objection, but the two of them did not belong to the same temple, so it was impossible for them to enter the same venue to watch the game.

It’s impossible for Xingyuan to go to the Magic Temple and Caier to go to the Assassin’s Temple, and then they each go back to their own homes and watch their own games, right?
It would be better to find a place to eat.

"wrong."

Xingyuan figured it out.

He is the great-grandson-in-law acknowledged by Shengyue himself, and he grew up in the Assassin's Temple. Is there anything he can't see?
Thinking of this, Xingyuan took Cai'er directly to the entrance of the Assassin's Temple preliminary competition venue.

Because Shengyue came to the Holy City, it was no longer Ying Suifeng's turn to host the game.

But he was happy with it. He had hosted seven or eight competitions in a row and was already tired of it.

Since Shengyue was willing to fulfill the duties of the hall master and host the competition, he naturally agreed.

However, before he sat down to rest for long, he noticed Cai'er and Xingyuan in the contestant channel outside.

Ying Suifeng: "..."

Outside the venue, Cai'er held Xingyuan's hand and showed her contestant number plate to the staff of the Holy Alliance Trial Field.

"Sir, this is the competition venue for your Assassin's Temple." The staff member had beads of sweat on his face. He obviously didn't expect that this girl, who looked no older than his daughter, was actually a fifth-level person.

But this fifth-level person came here to cause trouble, and he insisted on bringing someone from the Magic Temple into the venue.

"Let them in."

Ying Suifeng patted the staff member's shoulder from behind, motioning him to make way and let the two in.

"But Shadow Palace Master..."

"My words are effective. I will take responsibility for any problems that arise."

After Ying Suifeng finished speaking, he looked at Xingyuan with a rather helpless expression, "Why did you bring Cai'er here?"

"The Magic Temple won't let me bring Cai'er in." Xingyuan said honestly.

After all, he and Lin Chen are not that familiar with each other. He can go in and watch the game, but he cannot bring Cai'er with him.

Ying Suifeng felt his blood pressure rise several degrees after hearing this. "So you came to our Assassin's Temple?"

"The Assassin's Temple is both Cai'er and my home." Xingyuan said it without a single flaw.

Ying Suifeng was immediately delighted after hearing this, but there was no expression on his face and his tone remained indifferent.

"You can watch the game, but you can't cause trouble. You have to promise me first."

"I promise you, Senior."

Xingyuan was a little confused. He was such an honest person, why did the other party seem to think that he was here to cause trouble?

However, Xingyuan didn't care too much. Anyway, neither Ying Suifeng nor Shengyue would mind him coming to the Assassin's Temple to watch the game, so nothing would happen.

"I am also a member of the Assassin's Temple. I love the Assassin's Temple."

As Xingyuan spoke, he took out an iron dagger from his storage ring, indicating that he had actually longed to join the Assassin's Temple for a long time.

Ying Suifeng: "..."

"...Then why did you go to the Magic Temple?"

Ying Suifeng was full of disbelief, thinking that Xingyuan was just saying nice things.

"Then I didn't expect that I had such a good talent as a magician."

Xingyuan spread his hands and said, "I was weak when I was young, and I barely passed the physical education class in the academy. I couldn't be an assassin, so I had no choice but to join the Magic Temple."

"When you say talent is good, how good is it?"

Ying Suifeng didn't care about Xingyuan's joke at all and got to the point directly.

Ying Suifeng can be trusted, and Xingyuan doesn't mind letting the Assassin's Temple know about his situation.

"My innate inner spiritual power is... um..."

Before Xingyuan could finish his words, Cai'er's delicate little hand covered his mouth.

Xingyuan: “?”

Cai'er released her hand that was covering Xingyuan's mouth, stood between the two of them and said to Ying Suifeng, "Grandpa Ying, you can't be so cunning. This is Xingyuan's secret, we can't ask."

Ying Suifeng was stunned by what Cai'er said.

Isn't this what Xingyuan wanted to say? How come I am trying to trick him into saying it?

No, compared to this, what's the difference between Cai'er doing this and turning her elbow outward?
Ying Suifeng's eyes changed slightly.

Xingyuan also fell silent. He didn't expect that Cai'er not only kept the secret for him, but also didn't tell anyone, not even him.

Ignoring Ying Suifeng who was watching in silence, Cai'er directly pulled Xingyuan, holding the green bamboo stick in her hand, and used her mental power to grope and lead him to the audience seats, where she found a place to sit down.

Well, the first row of the audience...

(End of this chapter)