Sword Junlin didn't know this; he was still feeling immensely satisfied.
After all, Song Ziming and his group are top-tier talents from the Endless Deep Mountains, each from first- and second-tier families, truly the elite of their clans. Their status is revered, their backgrounds strong, and their skills terrifying—they are beings that 99% of Ancient Martial Artists can only look up to!
Sword Junlin usually keeps a low profile when interacting with them, treating himself as their lapdog. Only by doing so could he barely fit into their circle as the foremost talent from a fourth-tier family and become their follower.
Who would've thought that one day the people who used to look down on him would actually envy and be jealous of him!
It's exhilarating!
Feeling the exhilaration, Sword Junlin rubbed his hands together and put on a goofy expression, fawningly asking, "Ling'er, can I ask you why you decided to go to the Sword Family with me without saying a word?"
