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"So, it was you after all!"
"Yan Xiaobao, you- you… you're so completely shaless!!"
As for the male disciples in the crowd, their anger was especially intense.
Yan Xiaobao was breathless and instantly began to tremble.
"Impossible!!" he scread.
Even as the words left his mouth, the gaze of the female disciples fell upon him, seeming to contain bloody murder. Yan Xiaobao's scalp went numb, and he imdiately tried to explain.
"I really didn't do it! I didn't know those were there..." Swallowing heavily, he began to back up, feeling more aggrieved than before. He truly didn't know how to explain the situation. The female disciples glared at him angrily, with so even beginning to make spell gestures as if to attack him on the spot.
"Damn it, what the hell happened!?" he thought, feeling like he was going crazy. Recently, he had been spending his ti in secluded ditation, completely focused on cultivation. He hadn't even left the entourage or opened the side door. At that mont, he glanced outside and noticed Brussel running around, holding a red bra in his teeth, looking quite pleased.
However, before he could form a spell, Brussel suddenly stopped in his tracks. When he saw the mob that had already gathered, he quickly dropped the red bra.
At the sa instant, countless gazes turned and looked in his direction.
As for Bai Xiaobao, he imdiately felt a headache. After all, when Yan Xiaobao was in secluded ditation, no other disciples could enter or exit the spell formations.
Even the big black dog couldn't do it. The only one who could freely enter or exit the spell formations was... Brussel!
Brusse began to tremble, not out of fear of the other disciples' anger, but because he worried about driving Yan Xiaobao mad. Brussel seed on the verge of tears as he knelt on the ground and started to whimper.
The mob of disciples had strange looks on their faces. As for the female disciples, they could hardly believe their eyes. Inside and outside the entourage, everything fell into complete silence.
After a while, a female disciple softly said, "Brussel wouldn't do this. He's so adorable! Soone must have made him take it!"
The crowd imdiately began to respond to her words.
"Yeah! Brussel is too charming and pure. Soone must have cast a spell on him and forced him to do it!"
"It must be Yan Xiaobao! He's Brussel's owner!"
Before long, nearly all the female disciples were convinced and looked angrily at Yan Xiaobao. Although so knew the truth, Brussel was usually so adorable and now seed so frightened that he won the hearts of everyone present.
However, the situation was too strange, so those disciples said nothing. They glared at Yan Xiaobao, then walked away without causing any further trouble.
Soon, things cald down again. Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath, staring up at the sky, looking as if he was about to cry. Considering the blank look in his eyes, Bruiser knew he had made a mistake; he quietly slipped over to Yan Xiaobao and began to rub against his leg.
Yan Xiaobao sighed, kneeling down to pat his head. "Brussel... you're usually so smart. How could you be so stupid this ti? You, you... if you want, you can steal bras, but you can't ss up in the process. I created you! I'm sowhat like your father. You absolutely cannot ss up your father!
"Alright, rember not to ss up those close to you... As for those bras, hiding them in that room won't work. You can't hide such things in your own ho! Silly Brussel! You have to be a little smarter! Think ahead and make sure you don't get caught." Brussel lowered his head, whimpered a bit, realizing his mistake.
Seeing him act this way softened Yan Xiaobao's heart, and he decided not to scold him further. With that, he returned to the entourage, sowhat disappointed, but equally focused on ditation and cultivation.
Outside the courtyard, Brusse lay there whimpering. Then, when he glared in the direction of the North Shore disciples, a fierce expression appeared in his eyes.
As night fell, he crept to his feet and then disappeared, heading for the North Shore.
The next morning, as the first light of dawn began to spread, a tragic scream could be heard from a disciple's dwelling.
"Damn it! Who was it? Who stole my beast spirit pill?? I worked hard for that pill! I was going to give it to my combat beast to raise its level!"
Once the cries rang out, more similar cries could be heard.
"Aghhh! My countless spirit grasses! I've been growing them for five years, and now the only thing left is the root! Gone. Everything is gone… soone ate them!"
"Thief! Unbelievable! All the war beast food in my Immortal Cave is gone! That was three years' worth of food!"
"Heavens! Just yesterday, I finally got a beast bone with a third-tier bloodline from Elder Li! I was going to extract the bloodline power from it, but now it's gone. Gone!"
Similar outbursts could be heard both inside and outside. In the end, hundreds cried out in rage. Without exception, they were all male, and the previous day they had all been to the entourage.
As they shouted in pain and anger, they suddenly saw Brussel, holding a bloody bone in his mouth, gnawing it to bits.
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