"What!?"
"Body descent?!"
"How did you manage to descend with your body?!"
Jiang Chen and his companions' expressions changed drastically as they exclaimed in shock.
Ling Zhiping smiled faintly: "This is the greatest sincerity of our visit this time. We can tell you where we descended with our bodies, but..."
"What do you want?" Jiang Chen asked gravely, looking at Ling Zhiping.
"That is the emblematic sword of our Fulong Mountain's Young Master. I want it! With it, and being the sole heir of Fulong Mountain's current generation, I can surely secure the Young Master's position."
Ling Zhiping hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the Bi Xiao Sword at Jiang Chen's waist: "By then, I can seize the opportunity to rescue my father and grandfather. Even if the faction of my second uncle opposes, they won't be able to stop me. According to Fulong Mountain's ancestral teachings, the Family Head position must be inherited by the direct bloodline!"
