"Qingling, you and young master."
Qing Yun still asked his younger sister for confirmation. If his younger sister followed Young Master, it would not be a problem. If she followed someone else, he would not agree.
"Yes, Young Master treats me very well."
Qingling's face turned red. She naturally understood what her brother meant. However, she felt very happy when she thought about how she was with her young master.
Then, the siblings walked into the garden behind the cave abode.
"Greetings, Young Master."
Qing Yun bowed respectfully to Li Lingtian. He was excited when he thought of what happened yesterday. A Martial Monarch had fallen with a wave of his hand.
Moreover, his young master was only seventeen or eighteen years old. If he waited a few more years, his strength would be even stronger.