Ling Han raced out, and very quickly arrived at the room the Heaven's Medicine Pavilion had arranged for receiving guests. This room would usually only be used by the bigger customers of Heaven's Medicine Pavilion, but because Ling Han's status was a bit unique, his visitor had also been brought here.
He pushed the door open and entered, immediately asking, "What's happened at the clan?"
There was a middle-aged man who had been continuously pacing to and fro inside and when he saw Ling Han, he immediately rushed towards him like an arrow shot from a bow.
"Uncle Yang Ping!" Ling Han recognized his visitor. He was a member of one of the branch families of the Ling Clan.
"Young Master Han!" Ling Yang Ping's fiery eyes immediately brimmed with tears as he spoke, his voice choking with insurmountable grief. "Our Ling Clan, Ling Clan... has been destroyed by the Cheng Clan!"
Cheng Clan?