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"You're in the late-stage Innate, right?"
After sitting down, Tian Zheng suddenly whispered a question to his attendant, not knowing what had crossed his mind.
"???"
Taken by surprise, the attendant was momentarily unable to react.
But he still nodded.
"What would the young master like done?"
Even if he didn't always agree with Tian Zheng's foolish behavior, he had to be obedient as Tian Zheng was the master's offspring.
"Hmm! Not bad!"
Upon hearing the attendant admit to having late-stage Innate strength,
Tian Zheng nodded in satisfaction. Instead of directly stating his purpose, he disdainfully muttered for a while.
"I've heard that although Ding Feichen has some talent, he is currently only at the early-stage Innate. A lowly brat is still a lowly brat. Even this counts as talent? These rumors must have been spread by himself!"
Clearly, Tian Zheng harbors significant malice towards Ding Feichen.
However, Tian Zheng did manage to guess some truths.
