Luo Ziling gave it some serious thought and realized that Yang Qingyin's worry could indeed become a reality.
The feeling of pride he had just felt vanished in an instant.
"Why didn't I think of this before?" Luo Ziling despised himself a bit.
He had promised not to care whether the Ling Family accepted him, but after sensing further goodwill from the old masters, he couldn't help but feel a bit smug.
Luo Ziling felt he had lost his integrity.
"It seems that the two elders of the Ling Family do not want to see you bullying their kin," Yang Qingyin said with a mysteriously amused smile.
"Of course they don't," Luo Ziling nodded, "To them, the descendants of the Ling Family are their own flesh and blood, closer to the heart. No matter how unworthy they may be, they don't want to see them bullied; otherwise, it would be a loss of face for them."
