Xu Jia laughed loudly: "I'm sorry, Pipilu will definitely live a good life."

Henry said angrily: "Will Pipiru live? How, and who will save him?"

Xu Jia puffed up his chest and said, "It's me."

"Ha ha!"

Henry laughed so hard: "You can save Pipilu? Who do you think you are? Do you know what the Royal Magical Association is? You, a little Chinese medicine doctor, dare to compare with the Royal Magical Association?"

Xu Jia shook his head: "I really can't compare with the Royal Magic Society. They are not on the same level at all."

Henry smiled ferociously: "Thank you for being self-aware..."

Xu Jia interrupted Henry: "What I mean is: the level of the Royal Magic Association is too low to compare with me. You are old, your ears are not working well, and your brain is confused."

"What did you say?"

Henry was stunned: "You actually said that the level of the Royal Magic Association is not as good as yours? What do you know at such a young age? How dare a little Chinese doctor speak so boldly and say that the Royal Magic Association is not as good as you? Do you know what the Huang Family Magic Association is?

Does it exist?"

"I don't care what kind of existence it is. If it's not as good as me, it's not as good as me. Besides, with a stinky rat like you, how can it be so clever?"

"Xu Jia, you... you are so arrogant."

Henry was completely mad, his face was purple and red, and he couldn't say a word.

Peter whispered: "Mr. Xu, you are also young. You don't know how scary the Royal Magic Association is. Be careful that trouble comes from your mouth and don't cause trouble."

Xu Jia smiled, pulled Pipilu over, and asked: "When you were baptized at the Royal Magic Association, could they see your symptoms?"

Pipiru nodded, then shook his head: "The magician noticed that my hands and feet were cold, I was trembling when I walked, and I felt weak all over."

Xu Jia chuckled: "Actually, these are all superficial phenomena, right?"
Chapter completed!