章 87: Blast From the Past

The sun hides as dusk sets.

A swift gust of wind bellowed into the path of Ling Xian’s hurrying steps. He narrowed his eyes against the flying dust and continued on to the resident quarters of the Fangs.

Moments ago, he had informed Ling Hu of his plans to join the House of Wan Jian. He had also briefed Ling Tian Jiao, putting him in charge of ensuring that Ling Tian Nan does not mistreat Ling Hu during his absence.

Ling Tian Jiao agreed to the hero’s request without hesitation. He promised to look after Ling Hu and his family. Ling Xian gifted him 10,000 spiritual stones in return.

He was confident such a gesture was sufficient to ensure Ling Tian Jiao’s continued loyalty.

Regardless, Ling Xian was about to be sworn in as a disciple of the House of Wan Jian. Ling Tian Jiao would not dare disobey either way.