Qin Wushuang turned his head to Lin Qian and asked hastily, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Have Shengtian Sect give up the six spots, otherwise, their six disciples won't leave the Middle Ages relics alive," Lin Qian said to Qin Wushuang with a grin, "This is called a tooth for a tooth."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Qin Wushuang couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head, "You, this boy, couldn't possibly mean that seriously."
Lin Qian shrugged his shoulders and confidently said to Qin Wushuang, "Uncle-master, don't worry, with me here, there will definitely be no problems."
"Good, I'll remember your words, Uncle-master is placing all his hopes on you." Seeing Lin Qian say this, Qin Wushuang pointed at him with a smile.
After a while, Ding Zhirong and the other three slowly regained some strength and got up from the ground.
The four proud children of the Wanxiang Sect's inner gate now looked at Lin Qian with eyes full of respect and awe.
