"I see. Thank you for your guidance, Senior."
Lin Ye cupped his fists and bowed sincerely to the golden heart.
He had never heard such high-quality information about the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield from the citizens of other worlds.
Even though the ordinary prehistoric books that this fellow mentioned were common knowledge, there was probably a threshold to the word 'ordinary'.
At least until now, neither Heaven Cast City nor the Five Elements Spirit Clan had heard of it.
He sighed inwardly. At the same time, he looked at the golden heart even more strangely.
"I should, I should."
Perhaps because Lin Ye's gaze was a little unnatural, the golden heart hurriedly said, "Alright, human brat, I've repaid your kindness. Don't tell anyone about the inheritance statue that involves the Ancestral Magus level."
"Otherwise, if word gets out, even a King-ranked powerhouse will take the risk to ambush you. That's the logic."
