At the Lake of the Resting Soul, Gong Suo Xin landed softly, similar to how a Goddess would land – beautiful and graceful.
Her gaze was swirling around and there was a soft grin on her lips. She was expressive and had the ability to snatch souls.
"You are here."
Ling Xian smiled, "It's time for me to call you Clan Leader Wang now isn't it?"
"No, my last name is still Gong."
Gong Suo Xin organized her bangs, "My surname will always be Gong. I want to humiliate those from the Wang Clan."
Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head softly, "I bet the elders ended up in pitiful situations."
"I sent them all to the different areas possessed by the Wang Clan. Of course, they are all working for lands that have no liquidity. I don't want them to gain anything."
Gong Suo Xin described the situation very lightly, making Ling Xian speechless.