Feng Lin looked at the Empress and said with a smile, "I've been beaten up recently and have been in seclusion, completely forgetting about the healing."
"Who beat you up?"
Chi Jinghong turned around and walked deeper into the high tower.
Feng Lin followed behind Chi Jinghong, "They called themselves the Yin Yang Crusaders, and her name seemed to be Luo Shenyuan."
"What?"
Chi Jinghong stopped in her tracks, then after a moment, she shook her head gently, "You're lying. If she had taken action against you, you wouldn't be alive."
"She wanted to capture me alive to blackmail my grandfather," Feng Lin said with a smile, "but I managed to escape in the end."
Chi Jinghong glanced impassively at Feng Lin, realizing that it was indeed possible.
At Feng Lin's age, already at the mid-stage of Tempering, he certainly was a national treasure.
"The fact that you could escape from her hands is quite impressive."
Chi Jinghong continued walking deeper into the tower.
