Ling Tianhou rolled his eyes and sneered while not looking at the All-Seer. Instead, his eyes fell on Wang Lin, and he shouted, "Wang Lin, this old man's Da Lou Sword Sect is missing an elder. Are you willing to become an elder of the Da Lou Sword Sect?"
The All-Seer frowned.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. Hundreds of thoughts flashed through his mind before he clasped his hands and said, "Thank you."
Ling Tianhou looked at the All-Seer and sneered. "All-Seer, according to our agreement, this old man now has a reason to intervene."
The All-Seer's eyebrows relaxed. After pondering for a moment, he let out a smile and looked profoundly at Wang Lin. He calmly said, "Is that so? Then let's forget it." He spoke casually before disappearing in a ray of seven-colored light.
The scene caused Wang Lin's mind to tremble. He stared at where the All-Seer disappeared and began to ponder.