What Sort Of Person Do You Think I Am?

Lin Ling's phenomenon also lasted for ten hours.

When it disappeared, Lu Ze opened his eyes slowly.

He grinned.

The god art orbs he had gathered these few days were mostly digested by him today.

He got off the bed with the plan to walk out of his room when he heard the chants again. "Thank you, Young Duke Lin. Hope you become unparalleled in this world!"

Lu Ze: "???"

'They didn't even change the words at all?!'

Lu Ze exited his room…

Aside from the elders, the girls were present too.

Qiuyue Hesha smiled cheekily at Lin Ling. "Young Duke Lin Ling is really amazing! Unparalleled!"

Lin Ling blushed. "You're making fun of me, Sister Hesha!"

Saint Shenwu laughed. "If Old Lin knew how strong his descendant is now, he would feel relieved."

Elder Nangong smiled and nodded. He looked at Lin Dong. "Old Ao, isn't Old Lin recovering at the Palace of Heroes? How is he?"