Ling Tian smiled, "Does grandmother think that this is a large action too?"
"Little brat, don’t look down on your grandmother. Do you think I cannot see through your little tricks?" Old Madam Ling slapped his back in anger, "NanGong Le is only a silkpants descendant; even in the NanGong family, he is an unimportant character. It wouldn’t matter even if a hundred of him were to die. But the problem is the timing which you chose to do so, accurately picking the most critical time. With the accurate time you chose, it would definitely create a huge storm."
Ling Tian’s face grew serious; he never imagined that his grandmother would be able to pinpoint the most important part of his plan with just the news of NanGong Le’s death! Age indeed brings wisdom!
