Linglong widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked at Jiang Fan:
"You're not just making this up, are you?"
It didn't surprise her much that Jiang Fan was proficient in Angel Language, as it was perfectly normal for someone with a silly daughter to teach him the script.
However, this ancient Angel Language was a special script belonging to the deceased Holy Angel, a lineage of the No Heaven Realm Master.
Ever since his fall, this script had been lost.
Even his descendants couldn't master it.
Where did Jiang Fan learn it from?
Jiang Fan frowned and said, "Isn't that what it says up there?"
"You couldn't possibly not recognize it, could you?"
All the Angel Language he knew was forced upon him by the White-robed Skeleton while he was in the Thunder God Heavenly Palace.
Surely, he hadn't learned it wrong, right?
Linglong's lip twitched slightly as she said, "Of course, I recognize it!"
"I was just testing you!"
