"Heh, when real trouble arises, I hope you won't beg me to save you."
Ling Xiao sneered, "Believe it or not, get lost."
After speaking, Ling Xiao waved his hand, and the courtyard door closed with a bang.
Ling Jian and Ling Moyu both looked displeased.
"Let's go, Moyu, the facts will prove everything. When the time comes, let's see what else Ling Xiao has to say."
In the end, Ling Jian took a deep breath and said.
"Hmm, I believe in Brother Kun's character; he would never attack me."
Ling Moyu nodded, and the two left together.
Ling Xiao wasn't aware of this, nor was he interested in knowing.
He truly didn't care about the life or death of those two people.
Two days later, the Feathering Festival officially began.
All the adult martial artists from both the Ling and Chen families arrived at the Feather Transformation Tower for a feast. After all, no one dared to disobey an invitation from the Eight Immortals County Magistrate.
