Ren Fanghua was stunned for a long ti after hearing her husband’s words and couldn’t co to her senses. She had always thought of Leng Xuan as an ordinary kid, with the only rit being his good moves, and nothing else of note. However, Ling Ao’s words slapped her across the face. She knew all too well what kind of person Old Master Ling was—would soone whom even he tried to please and flatter be simple?
After being dazed for a mont, she asked, "Who exactly is Leng Xuan?"
Ling Ao shook his head and said, "You don’t need to know about this. Father has explicitly instructed not to reveal Leng Xuan’s identity, not even to you." In fact, he wasn’t too clear about Leng Xuan’s specific identity either. Initially, his father had only told him that Leng Xuan had two ntors: one was Chief Dragon, and the other was far more incredible. Apart from that, nothing more was said. But that alone was enough. Who was Elder Dragon? He was the world’s number one assassin back in his day. According to father, Elder Dragon once got trapped during a mission, surrounded by more than ten thousand enemies. Far from retreating, he rose to the challenge and fought the enemies, spending a whole day and night before he annihilated everyone.
At that ti, Ling Ao was shocked upon hearing this. A man single-handedly annihilating an army that outnumbered him by ten thousand—what kind of concept was that? Such a person must have transcended the realm of mortals.
Chief Dragon was already so formidable, so what about Leng Xuan’s other ntor, who was said to be even more incredible? Wouldn’t that make him akin to a godlike existence?
It was with this thought that he believed Leng Xuan’s strength must be unimaginably formidable; even if he only had half the skill of Elder Dragon, that would still be impressive.
At this point, Ren Fanghua finally beca worried and asked anxiously, "So, what should we do now?"
"Simple," Ling Ao said directly, "Let Leng Xuan co back, and everything remains the sa. As for the other bodyguards, if they’re willing to stay under Leng Xuan’s leadership, then they can stay. If not, give them so money and send them on their way. Besides, that Lin Muran must definitely leave."
While the Ling Ao Couple was having their conversation, Leng Xuan wasn’t idle either. He stood outside the villa, scrolling through his phone to find Chief Dragon’s number and dialed it. The number had been in his phone for a long ti, but ever since he had been expelled by Dark Sword, he never contacted Chief Dragon again. Now, as he listened to the waiting tone emitted from the phone, he felt quite excited and hopeful.
Soon, the call was connected. Chief Dragon’s composed voice ca through, "You little rascal finally rembered to call . Have you been living it up out there, almost forgetting this old man?"
Leng Xuan chuckled and said, "How could that be? I couldn’t possibly forget you!"
Chief Dragon laughed and cursed playfully a few tis before saying, "What made you contact today?"
Leng Xuan smiled and replied, "Nothing much, just wanted to ask you a question."
Chief Dragon humd and said, "I knew it, you rascal must want sothing from . Speak up, what do you need my help with?"
Leng Xuan said, "Rember the people Old Master Ling asked you for a while back to protect Ling Xuejiu? Did you also arrange for that Lin Muran?"
"Yes!" Chief Dragon said, puzzled, "What’s wrong? Did sothing happen?"
Leng Xuan spoke indifferently, "That person is too arrogant. I really don’t like him."
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