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After entering the building, Cyclone shouted, "Is anyone here?"

No response came, but Cyclone had already expected the situation and continued to call out, "Is Dudu's friend here?"

After waiting for a while and still getting no response, Cyclone asked, "…Excuse me… Is the man who always comes second to Dudu in the senior brother competition here?"

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering came from upstairs.

Cyclone immediately ran up. In this old building, the floor area was not large, with three levels just like newer buildings. On the second floor, unlike Cyclone's current home with its multipurpose rooms, there was only a wall and a door.

"Here," Yuna said softly. Regardless of any attempts to hide their magic ability, Yuna's enhanced killer senses could still detect that there was someone behind the door.

All Cyclone had to do now was to push open the door, and the person Dudu mentioned would appear. That person would become Cyclone's master.

Cyclone swallowed nervously, pressed a hand to their chest to calm down. Yuna stood by, intending to offer words of encouragement.

But Cyclone being Cyclone, just as Yuna was about to step forward, Cyclone smiled and asked, "May I come in?"

"Don't come in!" the voice came from the other side of the door as Cyclone's hand reached for the handle.

"I was recommended by Dudu and I want to be your disciple!" Cyclone declared their purpose.

"You've got the wrong person," the other person firmly refused. The voice was thin and sharp, possibly belonging to an elderly person or someone naturally devious.

However, Cyclone narrowed their eyes. "No, you are the one I'm looking for. You reacted to 'the second male,' didn't you?"

As if hitting a sore spot, a faint thud was heard behind the door. Cyclone was sure that the person must have reacted to Dudu's spell and knew of Dudu's existence, undoubtedly the person Cyclone was seeking.

"Is it really not you, the man who forever stands second before Dudu?" Cyclone didn't finish the sentence before the door suddenly swung open.

"Damn it! That bastard!! Stop bringing up that old stuff all the time. Alice is my wife now…"

The man appeared, with a sharp, long nose, very short in stature, with short limbs. His appearance and body matched his voice, resembling a little imp. He was not a dwarf but a demon, just like Dudu.

The two stood face to face, and after a moment of silence, the man closed the door again.

"No one is here! You've got the wrong person!!"

Cyclone's eyes widened. The person behind the door was undoubtedly a fool. However, in the field of medicine, this little imp was recognized by Dudu, the only one who could teach Cyclone medicine. Therefore, Cyclone would not back down here.

"I have Dudu's letter of recommendation in my hand. If possible, please at least read it before rejecting me!" With unwavering determination and confidence, Cyclone slipped Dudu's only letter of endorsement through the gap at Tiny's door.

No one spoke afterwards, and it was unclear whether the other party had already read Dudu's letter of recommendation.

Yuna had once thought of breaking in, but Cyclone stopped her.

Although it was only twenty minutes, it was enough to make Cyclone feel incredibly long.

It wasn't until a voice came from behind the door again...

"If you really know that bastard, then you should know..."

As the voice came through, Cyclone, who had been waiting anxiously, broke out in a cold sweat.

"How many swords does he carry?"

Facing this sudden question, Cyclone was stunned.

"Dudu doesn't use swords, how could he carry swords..."

When faced with this mysterious question, Yuna wanted to help Cyclone answer.

But Cyclone raised a hand to stop her.

Without saying a word, Cyclone just shook his head.

In response to the little devil's question, Cyclone confidently replied.

"Three!"