Humiliation

He was born into a lowly family, and he hated people mentioning his family background the most. Ling Xuantong's words had touched the most lowly and vulnerable spot in his heart.

"I remember that your surname isn't Ling. This surname was given to you by the third elder, right?" Ling Xuantong continued to ask without changing his expression.

"That's right, my surname wasn't Ling in the past, but the third elder allowed me to take the surname Ling and gave me the name Huai an. Now, I'm already an inner sect disciple of the Ling family." Ling Huai 'an suppressed the anger in his heart and pretended to be proud. However, the anger in his eyes clearly revealed his deep inferiority.

"Go back and tell your master that he can take whatever he wants. He should send some lowlife cats and dogs over. Aren't they afraid of disgracing their own status?" Ling Xuantong suddenly raised his voice and angrily rebuked.