Lin Qinghe bit her lip, falling somewhat silent.
"You are..."
At this moment, the Ancestor of the Whiteflame Divine Sect saw Wang Ping and couldn't help but be greatly astonished.
Then, he revealed a joyful expression.
During the previous battle, he had naturally watched from afar, recognizing that Wang Ping was one of the Double Saints, and had even killed another saint.
Now, Wang Ping's appearance at his Whiteflame Divine Sect made his emotions surge and difficult to calm down.
A Saint, this was a Saint! If they could cling to a Saint's lofty branch, his Whiteflame Divine Sect would rise rapidly, and who would dare to insult them?
While the Ancestor of the Whiteflame Divine Sect was daydreaming, Wang Ping casually grabbed him and conducted soul-searching on him right on the spot.
Next, he directly infused the memories related to the Lin family into Lin Qinghe's mind.
This made Lin Qinghe's face pale and she showed an incredulous expression.