I lived two hundred years

Chapter 545 Silly Smile
"He came to Hunter City for the first time, of course you don't have any impression." Wallace stroked his long white eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.

"Although I seldom leave Hunter City, I know a thing or two about well-known strong people. This person is admired by you, and he must be amazing. He is not young, so he must not be unknown." Karida frowned.

"That's the truth." Wallace laughed. "Don't you think it's funny? A nameless strong man. A young man with hatred. A kind girl. This is the configuration of a legendary story."

"Do you think that kid Jon can become a legend?" Karida shook his head and said, "His holy symbol power does have great potential, but it's too early now."

"It depends on that person's means." Wallace narrowed his eyes and said, "Even if Jon is not good, the selection of elite hunters this time will not be too bad. The man named Shen Lang is also here to participate in this selection With him here, we at least have insurance in Hunter City."

"What? He is so old, and he still comes to participate?" Karida asked in surprise.

"There is no age limit for the contestants in the selection of elite hunters."

"You should know. That's not what I'm talking about. There are no restrictions on the selection of elite hunters, but there are final battles."

"Don't forget, he is an unknown strong man."

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Hunter Guild Mission Hall.

Angrily, Fanny wiped the reception countertop vigorously, as if she was going to make a big hole in the iron and wood tabletop.

She was so emotional that she didn't even notice when Jon walked up to her.

As a last resort, Jon could only wave his hand vigorously under her nose to attract Fanny's attention.

"I'm bored, what are you doing?"

Fanny was getting angry and didn't see who was coming. She picked up the rag in her hand and pressed it on Jon's face.

With a bang, the back of Jon's head came into close contact with the iron-wood tabletop, making goose bumps all over his body.

"Did Brother Jon's head be smashed?"

Lingling stared at a pair of innocent eyes and asked Shen Lang.

Shen Lang touched his chin and said: "His head is not that fragile, at most there are a few fractures, it's fine."

"Oh." Lingling looked suddenly enlightened.

Fanny screamed.

"Jon, are you okay. I didn't know it was you."

"I'm fine. Uncle Shen is just joking. I'm hard-headed."

Jon got up from the iron-wood tabletop, shook his head, and knocked himself a few times with a smirk on his face.

"Why is he laughing so stupidly? It can't be because he was knocked stupid."

Lingling looked at Jon in surprise.

"Lingling, you have to remember this kind of smile clearly. There are some perverts among human beings with different interests and hobbies. When we meet you in the future, you'd better stay away from it."

Shen Lang shook his head, with a look of indifference.

"It turns out that Jon is a pervert."

Lingling suddenly realized.

Jon couldn't laugh immediately, turned his head hastily, and explained to Lingling: "I'm not a pervert. I'm just happy."

"It turns out that perverts will be happy when they are beaten." Lingling's eyes lit up, and she took out a small notebook, "I want to write it down."

"Don't, don't, don't..." Jon quickly grabbed Lingling, and said with a bitter face, "I just got back the relic, I'm happy, and it doesn't matter if I was beaten. This is a special situation. I'm not like this usually."

Lingling nodded, and wrote neatly in the small notebook: "The metamorphosis is intermittent, and there is no abnormality in normal times."

Jon's expression twisted, and he wanted to explain, but Fanny stopped him.

"What did you just say? You took the relic back?"

Fanny's eyes fell on the cloth bag on Jon's shoulder, and she was more puzzled than delighted.

In her opinion, even Wallace's granddaughter could not make him change his mind, and it was even more impossible for Jon.

Jon's parents might be able to speak up in front of Wallace, but not Jon.

When Jon heard Fanny's words, he smiled again, with a smug expression on his face.

"That goes without saying, don't even look at who I am." Jon put his hands on his hips, and said with his head held high, "I am Lord Jon the Holy Emblem Envoy."

"Holy Emblem?" Fanny's eyes widened in surprise, "When did you become a Holy Emblem? Why didn't I know?"

If she knew that Jon became a holy emblem, where would she be driven away by Wallace?

Wallace made a strong promise that no matter what he thought before, knowing this, he would never have it again.

Thinking of this, Fanny looked at Jon with a bit of resentment.

If Jon had told her the news earlier, why would she need to quarrel with her grandfather?

Although Wallace did something wrong, he was Fanny's grandfather after all, and the president of the Handhunters Association. If possible, Fanny would never quarrel with him.

"Jon, you are hiding deep enough. It made me worry about you in vain." Fanny patted the iron and wood table hard, "I thought you were my best friend in vain, and you didn't even arrange this kind of thing in advance. I said. Do you not trust me?"

Seeing this, Jon quickly explained: "Fanny, don't get me wrong. I just became a holy emblem, am I the first one to tell you? Uncle Shen can testify to me. If he didn't give me a Even if I don't have a holy emblem, I can't become a holy emblem envoy."

"Uncle Shen!"

Fanny looked at Shen Lang in surprise.

Shen Lang nodded and said, "Jon is a good guy. I plan to let him participate in the selection of elite hunters with me and become the third person in my team. These are my initial investments in him."

"Pre-investment?" Fanny looked at Jon in surprise.

Shen Lang's approach is not outlandish, but all those who can get such investment are geniuses.

Does this guy, Jon, have the qualifications?

"I was just trying it out, but now it seems that this investment is still worth it." Shen Lang said, taking the cloth bag from Jon and putting it on the iron and wood table, "Please be a witness on behalf of the Hunter Association, Jon is willing to exchange half of his inheritance for my false holy symbol 'Ejection Eye'."

"Pseudo-holy emblem, what is that?"

Fanny looked at Shen Lang in surprise, and then at Jon.

"That's it." Jon smiled, and took a pendant from his neck.

It was an eyeball carved out of wood, and countless bloodshot eyes were entangled on the eyeball, forming dizzying images one after another, which made Fanny look away instinctively.

"This kind of feeling should be the best holy emblem." Fanny suppressed her emotions, looked at the ejecting eye again, and said in surprise, "This holy emblem has clear wooden grains, and it should be made recently. This Which holy emblem maker is it the work of? Why do you call it a false holy emblem?"

"Uncle Shen carved this for me. I was watching from the side." Jon said with a proud face, "I didn't expect Uncle Shen to be so powerful. After a few brushes, he could make such a piece." A powerful holy emblem."

Obviously, as a newly promoted holy emblem, Jon couldn't tell the difference between the holy emblem and the false holy emblem, and just followed Shen Lang to call it the eye of ejection.

"You turned out to be a master of making holy emblems!"

(End of this chapter)