Facing the relentless questioning from the two, Ling Tianyu pondered deeply in his heart. What if they were enemies after he revealed the truth?
However, from their tone, it was evident that the old man was extraordinarily strong. They knew only a little, and it didn't seem like they were lying. Perhaps he should admit it?
But what if they were enemies? Who could say for certain?
Ling Tianyu couldn't make a decision and found himself hesitating.
Seeing that Ling Tianyu did not speak, the two men in white grew more convinced and determined that he was indeed a descendant of the Ling Family, possibly even the Ling Family Head. The aura of the Nine Gods Sword permeated the living room. Although it had weakened, they could still sense it with careful detection, unmistakably the aura of the Nine Gods Sword.
It seemed he was afraid they were enemies, enemies of the Ling Family.
