Ling Tianyu stood by the window, watching the car leave, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew that what he was doing was terribly unfair to his family, even pushing Yanran to the brink of grief; however, he had no other choice. If he were at the Body Integration Realm, he would dare to confront them directly, and incidentally take care of the Heaven Control Sect as well.
He had innate talent but no Spiritual Power, and Spirit Stones were rare; he couldn't make a breakthrough, and that was the most frustrating part.
He had planned to head straight to the Capital after talking with the Hall Master of the Assassin Alliance to deal with Sun Aoyu, but now it seemed that would have to be delayed.
When he first entered the private room, the impression the old man gave him was very good, and he thought he might succeed. But who could have imagined this would be the outcome, even resorting to drowning his sorrows in drink as a trap against him.
