Ling Tianyu heard the old man's words, glanced down at his broken left arm, and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh as he eyed the elder.
So they thought they could win him over with money and beautiful women, even treat him as an equal? How amusing. Was he someone short of money? Or lacking in beauties?
He, Ling Tianyu, could confidently say he was not in need of money. The legacy left to him by the Old Man was his greatest wealth, and he had also left him a substantial sum. If he were to spend a million a day, it might take him more than ten years to deplete it.
Everyone likes beauties, but unfortunately, Ling Tianyu had no interest in them for now. Not until he fulfilled his promise, at the very least.
The old man thought Ling Tianyu remained silent because he was tempted, and hurriedly proceeded to speak, only to see Ling Tianyu suddenly drop to one knee.