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This also made the originally somewhat heavy mood of Mu Yu, who had a heavy heart, improve greatly all of a sudden.

Through the system, he knew that the value of a grade five spirit sword was truly not small. Many disciples of second-rate sects held spirit swords that were not worth much.

It was still early in the morning, and the sun had just risen. It was still rather cold in Clear River Town.

”This …”

Upon hearing that the person escorting them was a youth with such a young appearance, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly, as if they wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

The pretty girl also stared at Mu Yu curiously without blinking.

After Zhuang Zhuo coughed, the leader of the martial artists stood out and said: ”It's not that everyone does not believe Master Qiu, it's just that this little brother looks to be around fifteen or sixteen years old. He has a thin and weak body, and the bandits at Chaotic Storm Ridge are all vicious and merciless, I'm afraid …”

”Shut up!” How can you be disrespectful to Master! ” Zhuang Zhuo acted like he was shouting.

The leader didn't say anything else, but his meaning was clear.

They felt that since Mu Yu was too young, his cultivation would not be high.

Mu Yu rubbed his nose. He never thought that he would be looked down upon the first time he went on a mission outside the sect.