"Grandfather, please help handle this matter."
Ling Jiaojiao entrusted this troublesome issue to Ling Yuhua to deal with.
Her sole focus now is cultivation.
After this incident, she realized clearly that strength is everything, and all other things are illusory.
Without strength, you are nothing.
"Hahaha, leave it to me."
Ling Yuhua was pleased. Ling Jiaojiao still called him grandfather, perhaps that's blood thicker than water. At least his future days wouldn't be too difficult.
The crowd gradually congratulated the Ling Family and began to turn to leave.
But at this moment, a fierce murderous aura rushed directly towards Ling Yuhua.
This shocked everyone, causing them to turn their heads.
Three middle-aged men walked over coldly. The leader had eyes full of cold killing intent and intense anger.
"Who is that?"
Someone in the crowd asked.
"I seem to have heard that the Chen Family once adopted a son to the Shaw Clan. Could it be him?"
Another replied.
