"Do you think he can grow up?" Ling Tianfei's heart was reluctant to let go. As long as he was there, he could protect for a while, but now he had no choice but to leave; the war had reached a critical point, and as the Young Master of the Ling Family, he had to lead by example.
But the worry, the worry that his brother might die before he could grow up, was his greatest concern.
"Young Master, rest assured, the Second Young Master is blessed by the heavens, he will make it. Looking out over The City, there are few who would dare cross him, just Crow Ridge City." The armored man replied with a bow.
"Sigh—"
Ling Tianfei exhaled deeply, looking intently at the villa, his eyes filled with indescribable reluctance: "It's up to him now, I hope he can grow up, perhaps there will be a day of reunion."
The tone was full of reluctance as he leapt away, disappearing, and the armored man and others quickly followed him.
