Lin Zhenghui was only at the Sect Master Second Layer, while the decrepit old man before him was at the Sect Master Fifth Stage, three layers apart.
It made him a bit nervous; who knew what kind of trump card such an old antique might have on him?
Lin Zhenghui was afraid of dying, truly.
After finally recognizing his biological parents, his parents turned out to be super wealthy.
He hadn't had enough of the life of luxury.
"I won't surrender, come on." Lin Zhenghui slipped his hand into his pocket.
He pulled out a stack of yellow talismans from his pocket.
But as to what kind of talisman, outsiders couldn't see clearly; they didn't understand, simply thinking they were some trinkets from Longhu Mountain.
"Your little toys might work on those below Heaven Rank, but they're useless against a Sect Master like me," the old geezer said to Lin Zhenghui.
"Son, if it doesn't work out, just surrender. 50 billion, mom can afford it," Shangguan Ranyan had finally found her son.
