(Chapter 12)
It was unclear whether it was the relief of uncovering the truth or the joy of Luo Ziling being willing to back Ling Ruonan, but Wuyue rarely showed a smile when she saw Luo Ziling and even praised him, "Young master, you're really efficient."
"The people my father sent this time are quite capable, I almost underestimated them," Luo Ziling said, feeling a bit smug even though he hadn't been the one to handle the situation.
"What's your next move?" Wuyue asked playfully looking at Luo Ziling, "They surely won't admit it was their doing."
"Using both pen and sword," Luo Ziling said with an air of profundity, "If they won't listen, I don't mind giving them a beating, as that's my strong suit. If they still won't listen, I'll drag them to meet the two old masters so they can judge for themselves."
As soon as Wuyue heard that Luo Ziling was ready to fight, the smile on her face disappeared abruptly, revealing her shock.
