He gently wiped the tears from Ten Thousand Sword Spirit King's face with his big hand, Lin Tianming smiled and said, "Lord Spirit King, may our cooperation be pleasant in the future!"
"Uh... Plea... Pleasure in cooperation..."
"My dear Lord Ten Thousand Sword Spirit King, you are the representative figure of Spiritual Power Divine Country, you can't always be crying like this!"
While saying this, Lin Tianming continued wiping away the tears of the psychologically overwhelmed Ten Thousand Sword Spirit King.
"Uh... It's just today... I'm not in a good state... Another day... It will be better when I adjust my condition!"
"Uh, then when we meet next time, I hope to see the proud and noble you, as usual."
Rolling up a quarter of Wanling Divine Lady's face, Lin Tianming stepped back to the bottom of the hall, standing next to Meng Xiyue and Feng Lan.
It was then that Ten Thousand Sword Spirit King noticed that Lin Tianming had had no seat from the beginning to the end.
