Jian Wushuang knew that Zhen Ling had seen through his internal hesitation. He quickly denied, "I haven't even had the chance to express gratitude; how dare I entertain such thoughts? This great kindness, Wushuang will remember forever!"
"Hmph!" Zhen Ling snorted coldly, not in a good mood. "You haven't even merged with the Dao, and you're already thinking about running away with your family. Do you think you can remember my favor?"
"Umm!" Jian Wushuang felt awkward.
Initially, Zhen Ling had told him that he could open a passage to send him into other spacetimes. Now, it seemed as if he was accused of planning to escape.
Indeed.
He had ruined one of Zhen Ling's pawns.
His commitment to Hu Qing was significant.
From the first reincarnation mastery to the Three King Courts later on, Zhen Ling had evidently invested considerable effort.
How could he betray that for the sake of a Dao Lord like him?