"Ling Tian, how are you?" Wu Huaiyao hurried to check on Ling Tian's injuries.
It seemed she was concerned about Ling Tian, but in reality, she was afraid that if Ling Tian died, she wouldn't have any support and would also end up dying at Xiao Chen's hands.
"I can still hold on!" Ling Tian forcefully suppressed his injuries, took a deep breath, and with lingering fear said, "Didn't you say it was just an ordinary Golden Immortal? How is he so strong?"
"I miscalculated. I didn't expect him to be more terrifying than Chu Beiming. All the Golden Immortals of our family are dead, even my father..." Wu Huaiyao paused, then quickly asked, "Didn't I ask you to bring experts here? You didn't come alone, did you?"
"You didn't explain the situation clearly. I really thought we were just dealing with an ordinary Golden Immortal!" Ling Tian said with a wry smile.
"Ah?" Hearing this, Wu Huaiyao instantly understood Ling Tian's implication, her mind left with only one thought.
