If Ling Chuxi guessed correctly, this old man is another surviving god-level master - Ling Xuantong. It seems that his injuries are more serious than Qinbo's, and his god-level cultivation has already declined.
When you reach the rank of king, your every move and gesture brings you an inexplicable pressure.
"Subordinate Ling Boran, please pay your respects to the great worshiper!" As soon as Ling Bo saw Ling Xuantong, he quickly stepped forward and bowed to the ground, his eyes full of awe.
Only then did Ling Chuxi know that Ling Xuantong was actually the great enshrinement of the Ling family. With the former glory of the Ling family, most of the world would tremble if he stomped his feet. Looking at his old and haggard face, Ling
Chu Xi couldn't help feeling sad.
"Get up." Ling Xuantong waved his hand and said calmly.
"Brother, we are saved, we are saved!" Qin Bo rushed forward in a few steps and said to Ling Xuantong happily.
"Oh?" Ling Xuantong glanced at him doubtfully.
"She, she can heal our injuries, and we can finally regain our strength." Qin Bo pointed at Ling Chuxi and said to Ling Xuantong.
"Junior Ling Chuxi, please pay your respects to Uncle Tong. Uncle Qin is right, I can indeed cure your injuries." Ling Chuxi stepped forward and gave a deep bow and said to Uncle Tong.
"Your name is Ling Chuxi, are you Fenghua's daughter?" Ling Xuantong looked at Ling Chuxi and asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well, I am Ling Fenghua's daughter." When she said this, Ling Chuxi felt inexplicably excited.
"Very good, you are finally back." Ling Xuantong's eyes became deeper and more distant, and he suddenly turned his head and asked, "You said you can cure our injuries?"
"Well, although my strength is still a little bit behind, I can prove it to you first." Ling Chuxi said.
"No need, let's wait until you are stronger." Ling Xuantong waved his hand.
Ling Chuxi was slightly startled. She didn't expect that this Ling Xuantong was even more unhuman than Ling Xuanqin.
"Don't make promises easily to things that you can't do yet, no matter how confident you are. Back then, the marriage between your mother and the Shangguan family was actually promised by me. At that time, I saw that they were both extremely talented and childhood sweethearts, so I just
I thought they would be a good couple when they were older, so I made the decision rashly and agreed to the marriage. Who knew God would play tricks on people, and my decision harmed your mother, the Ling family, and even you." Ling Xuan looked at it.
Looking at Ling Chuxi, there was an elder's care for the younger generation in her eyes, a sense of instructing her, and a deep sense of guilt.
"Uncle Tong, I can't really blame you for that matter. Marriage matters, parents' orders for matchmakers, are the customs of the heavenly realm. Just like you said, if you want to blame me, you can only blame it on God's will."
Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that she had made a mistake. It turned out that Ling Xuantong was not unkind. He just felt guilty about what happened back then, so he kindly reminded her.
Although Ling Chuxi doesn't accept the idea of parents' orders to ruin a concubine's marriage when it comes to major matters of marriage, this is a tradition in the Heaven Realm and a tradition in other planes, so it is really no wonder that Ling Xuantong is responsible for this. As the chief minister of the Ling family, he
He also has the right to decide the marriage of a junior. If you really want to say it, he should actually blame Ling Fenghua, right?
Looking at Ling Xuantong's eyes full of guilt and his old face, Ling Chuxi's eyes became a little moist.
"It's good if you can think so. It was because of a promise that I harmed the Ling family. I have been feeling guilty for so many years. I hope you will not make the same mistake as me again." Ling Xuantong nodded and said happily.