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In the intensive care ward, the Third Elder and the 4th Elder saw Christo walk out, and at once their faces turned even more gloomy.

The Third Elder grabbed Cramsha's wrist in one hand and closed his eyes slightly.

After five minutes or so had pa_sed, the Third Elder's body suddenly shook as he violently let go of his hand and opened his eyes again, only that his face was extremely odd, and even faintly, there was a hint of panic, which could be said to be a judgment of two people compared to his dragon walk and spiritedness that he had before.

"Third Brother, how is it?" As soon as the 4th Elder saw the Third Elder's expression, his heart instantly felt a little unpleasant, and he hurriedly asked in a low voice.

The Third Elder shook his head slightly and said, "The situation is very bleak."

The 4th Elder's body instantly shook as he asked with a face full of disbelief, "In that case, did Cramsha really encounter a young innate expert as he said in his transmission? That's why he was injured in this state?"

"Old 4th, you should also be clear that among the HouDell martial artists, Cramsha's strength is already considered quite good, if he hadn't encountered an Innate expert, how could he be in such a mess?" The Third Elder's expression looked grave, "Just now, I detected an extremely subtle Innate True Aura in his body!"

"It really is an innate expert!" The 4th Elder immediately lost his voice, his face full of gloom, he then remembered something and couldn't help but ask, "Third Brother, just now you detected that innate true Aura, why didn't you just get rid of it?"

The Third Elder, however, shook his head slightly and said, "This Innate True Aura is very strange, not only is it incomparably pure, but also, resilient, rigid with a soft power, just now I just probed into the True Aura and almost got entangled in it, so I could only rush to retreat!"

"What?!"

The 4th Elder was even more shocked, "Third Brother, you're also an Innate Expert, how come even you couldn't get rid of it? Doesn't this mean that if you fought that kid named Wendell head on, you might not be able to……"

"That's not necessarily true!" The Third Elder shook his head, "According to Christo, that kid named Wendell, himself, is not that old, so his actual combat experience must not be rich, and if a real fight were to take place, the victory or defeat is still unknown."

Nevertheless, the Third Elder and 4th Elder's hearts were already shocked enough.

A kid younger than their own disciple was not only an Innate martial artist, but also had such pure Innate True Aura that even the 4th Elder did not dare to guarantee victory easily.

"It's just that, let's not think about these issues for now, the most important thing at the moment is to cure Cramsha and the others." The Third Elder shook his head slightly and said, "Old 4th, you and I will work together to get rid of the Innate True Aura in Cramsha's body!"

"Good!" The 4th elder immediately nodded his head, followed closely by asking, "Third brother, given the current situation, it seems that even if the two of us join forces, it will take at least a short period of time to cure all of them, so will we still save the Luqua family's lady……?"

"We must save it!" The third elder said, "Old 4th, you don't get out much, you don't know what kind of influence these families have in the secular society, with their help, we have a much better chance of achieving our goal, besides, since that Wendell himself is an innate martial artist and is good at sneak attacks, he is bound to be very troublesome, why not if we can create an additional enemy for him? "

The 4th elder immediately nodded and said, "Then let's start now!"

……

The Royal Supreme Club, located in the most prosperous part of Granola Economic Development Zone, like other clubs, it had extremely high-grade facilities, as well as quality services, and more importantly, the club was very quiet, not like some mere hotels that were noisy, and most of the guests who came in and out were also people with connotation and quality.

Of course, even if they are rioters, they will also pretend to be very cultivated when they enter here, as if they have been educated in a foreign aristocratic style since childhood, the men appear gentle and elegant, the women are elegant and noble…… but what the bones are like, at least it is not visible here.

This is not the first time that Wendell has come to this kind of club. Last time in Gramboya, he had been to the Wanli Club, which is obviously more upscale than this Royal Supreme Club, and the membership fee and the qualifications for admission alone have deterred many people.

The Royal Supreme Club, on the other hand, is a place where anyone can come in and spend money as long as they have the money, and the two are completely different.

However, even the Miles Club, Wendell had never taken a good look at it, and when he went, he went with an extreme sense of purpose, and was not in that mood to use those entertainment facilities in the club, much less to see the scenery.

Of course, observing the environment, this was the first thing that Wendell had to do when he first arrived at an unfamiliar place. On this point, he had never been half-careless.

But this time, Wendell was in the mood to look around at the Royal Supreme Club's lobby layout and that unique decoration, and was in an extremely relaxed mood.

It was because he had come here today to attend a dinner appointment and not for any other purpose.

"I can't imagine that female Tyrannosaurus, she's quite good at enjoying herself!" Seeing the elegant environment here, Wendell couldn't help but smile slightly, although the words Royal Supreme were very cringe-worthy and sounded very tacky, however, the arrangement inside was something else, the simple style of decoration, the deliberate flow of rockery and water in the hall, all of which allowed one's otherwise somewhat restless mood to quiet down.

A cheongsam-clad greeter walked over quickly with a polite smile on her face and asked, "Excuse me, sir, what do I need to do for you?"

Wendell smiled and nodded, saying, "I'm looking for someone, she should have arrived already."

The greeting guest immediately asked, "May I ask if you are Mr. Silva?"

Seeing Wendell nodded, she immediately said politely, "Your friend has arrived, please follow me!"

Following behind that welcoming guest, Wendell looked around at the layout of the club while sort of observing the environment.

"Your friend is in the VIP box on the first floor, she's already waiting for you!" The two of them went up the stairs and the welcome guest said politely.

Wendell nodded slightly and didn't say much, while his heart was pondering whether he should give her something to spend this time…… This was the reason why he turned his head around and looked around.

Although Wendell has been to some high-cla_s places, but really alone, there are really not a few times, so he did not know whether to give consumption, but also can only learn from others.

But what was a little disappointing to him was that when he looked around, there didn't seem to be any people who had made a move to tip, and moreover, there were hardly any people talking to the waiters, mostly a few people walking past together laughing and joking, or just alone and heading straight for a particular box.

"Country people, less insightful!" Wendell couldn't help but shake his head and smiled to himself, all so torn on the issue of consumption…… he decided not to give, "Stingy for once, who let us be country people!"

If the greeters leading the way in front knew what Wendell was thinking in his mind right now, I'm afraid he would have laughed out loud.

In high-cla_s hotels and clubs like this one, most of the guests would tip, but not directly to the waiter or the greeter, but when the same checkout was made, the number of the waiter or the greeter would be reported to the main desk, and then the amount of tip would be whatever the guests wanted to give.

Wendell rarely came to such places, so naturally he did not know that there were such rules. Fortunately, he was smart enough to observe others first before deciding whether to give or not, which prevented him from making a fool of himself on the spot.

Otherwise, if Wendell took out a few hundred bills and handed them to the guest of honour as a tip, the guest of honour would not only not accept them, but would also look down on him.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the entrance of a box on the first floor, and the welcome guest smiled and said, "Mr. Silva, your friend is inside, I'm number 6, if you need anything, you can always ring the service bell in the box!"

Wendell put on a stoic look and nodded with a smile, "Thank you very much."

The welcome guest instantly smiled sweetly and turned around to leave.

Wendell couldn't help but stare, why was she smiling so brightly? Was this welcoming guest too enthusiastic, or was it because he had said something wrong?

How could he know that Wendell's polite smile gave the welcome guest an illusion – that Wendell was satisfied with her.

If that was the case, when the time came to settle the bill, he would definitely give some extra tip, which was the thing that the welcome guest was most concerned about.

Unable to think about it, Wendell simply stopped thinking about it and knocked on the door.

"Please come in!" A crisp and pleasant voice came from inside.

Wendell smiled and pushed the door in, but saw that in a large compartment, a gorgeous girl was facing the compartment door sideways, slightly looking down at the magazine in her hand.

From the side, this gorgeous girl was wearing a long black dress, looking somewhat mysterious, and the snow-white skin that was hidden under the shawl was a stark contrast to the long dress, making people unable to help but look sideways.

Around her neck was a necklace that shone so brightly in the light that it almost dazzled one's eyes.

Elegant, noble, cold…… For a time, these words flashed through Wendell's mind, but none of them were enough to describe the temperament of the gorgeous woman in front of him.

For a moment, Wendell even had some doubts that the greeter who said that someone was waiting for him was this woman, not Raila?

He was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly said, "Sorry, I might have gone to the wrong room."

With that, he was about to turn around and go out immediately, but he suddenly heard a ‘pfft' sound, followed by a giggle, "Wendell, you didn't go to the wrong room, otherwise, you would have missed your appointment!"

Wendell was stunned, and then his eyes widened as he jerked back to look at the smiling, gorgeous woman in disbelief, and spat out a name in amazement, "Lance, Raila?

To be continued....