Leaving the Flying Dragon Sect

"Young Master Duan, how do you know?" Xue Ming Zhi's eyes widened, and his face paled in shock. He did not expect Duan Ling Tian to know that Emperor of Gods. After all, based on his investigations, apart from Linghu Ren Jie, no one in the Linghu clan knew Linghu Ren Feng was an Emperor of Gods. How could Duan Ling Tian know?

"I'm just guessing," Duan Ling Tian said indifferently. His gaze toward Xue Ming Zhi still carried a hint of hostility. He found it difficult to forgive Xue Ming Zhi for sending a Black Dragon Elder to the Linghu clan to kill Linghu Ren Jie. This had crossed his bottom line.

Xue Ming Zhi noticed Duan Ling Tian's hostile gaze and smiled bitterly. He knew it was unlikely that Duan Ling Tian would let him go now. He sighed and said, "Young Master Duan, my only wish is that you'll spare my daughter."

"As long as she doesn't take the initiative to provoke me, I won't target her," Duan Ling Tian said indifferently.