"Yan Rong, how strong are you now?"
"Ninth-level dragon transformation realm!" Yan Rong immediately replied.
"Do you know who the sect master of the Qing Huai Holy Land is now?"
"I do. Back then, Master's favorite little junior brother, deputy sect master Qing Xiao, was also the person who cared about me the most. Unfortunately, he was imprisoned by the wicked people all these years! One day, I'll definitely save all of them!" Yan Rong said fiercely as if he hated his own incompetence.
"Sigh..." Lin Mo looked at Yan Rong and sighed helplessly. He was also a person who had a hard life! However, he had a somewhat different view. It was just that saying it out loud was a little too hurtful!
"Why don't you cultivate in the Lin auction house first? After you've recovered your strength, you can go and take revenge. How about it?" Lin Mo could see that Yan Rong was already penniless. If he were to leave now, he would probably have to sleep on the streets!