Chapter 53: Confinement of Master Ling
"Mr. Ling has a good temper. I didn't expect that he was so gentle and polite outside, but when he returned home, he would reveal such a ferocious face. Did he owe you money, or did he abuse you in some way?"
Just as Master Ling was about to vent his anger on the maid beside him, a sarcastic voice sounded at the window, making him frown and turn his head to look.
A man wearing a silver mask was floating there, without the help of any magic weapon.
"Who are you?"
The former shouted unhappily: "Who allowed you to talk to me like this? Come here and slap yourself in the face! If I take action, you'll be dead!"
"oh?"
The man with the silver mask leaned back slightly and sat on the window sill. He took out a fan from somewhere and said with a half-smile, "You have no ability and got beaten up like that. Now you only have this ability to vent your anger on the people around you?"
"Are you still a man? If you don't agree, just fight! Why are you afraid of him? You didn't even use your Ling family's magic and you were defeated. It's just because you reacted a little bit too slowly. Are you backing down just like that?"
"Coward, tsk!"
"Who are you calling a coward!" Master Ling stood up while enduring the pain, and like a shrew, he stretched out his hand and pounced on the former.
"That's it? It's too slow. No wonder he was defeated by Yan Ruchen. He is such a loser."
"Who the hell are you?!"
Master Ling sat down on the chair, his eyes cold, staring at the man in the silver mask and shouting.
The latter shook his head, closed the fan in his hand, jumped out of the window in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.
"Stop right there!" The former, holding on to his unhealed wounds, ran to the window with a grin, but where could he find any trace of the latter?
"asshole!"
Master Ling punched the window sill angrily, repeating what the man just said in his mind, and immediately caught a name:
Yan Ruchen.
"Swallows are like dust, swallows are like dust"
The more he thought about it, the more Master Ling's eyes lit up: It's confirmed! This "Yan Ruchen" must be the person who injured me in front of the door!
Without time to think, he called the servant who brought him here that day and asked, "Have the family members arrived?"
"We're almost there."
"Go find them now and tell them that I was beaten up. Tell them to come find me now. Be quick and don't waste any time! This time, I must get my place back. That person is right. You just took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me. How can that be considered a win?!"
"Huh? Why are you still standing there? Go now!!"
The servant was frightened by his shout, his body trembled, and he ran out crawling.
Master Ling sat on the bench and began to think about the intention of the man in the silver mask. Was he here to tease him?
no.
Or rather, it's not entirely true. He came to tell me the name of the person who hurt me, not only because he wanted me to take action, but it is very likely that there is some conflict between them, and he wanted to use me to get rid of him.
Could it be that some rival of the Ling family wants to use me to push the Ling family into an ominous situation? That "Yan Ruchen". Could it be some special identity?
The more Mr. Ling thought about it, the more disheartened he felt. Although his strength was not low, he was still a weakling compared to those strong men. The reason why he had his current strength was largely due to his connections.
One of his great strengths is that he often thinks, reflects on himself, and considers various possibilities.
"No, this matter is beyond my ability. I must report it immediately." Finally, Master Ling stood up, put on his clothes and ran out.
"Mr. Ling, please stay!"
At this moment, a loud and clear sound like a phoenix's cry rang out.
"who?"
The former opened the door and saw a woman in a bright red dress standing in front of the door. She had a phoenix hairpin on her head and peony flowers embroidered on her clothes. She exuded an incomparably noble aura.
Standing in front of her was like being a small boat sailing in the ocean, ready to capsize at any moment.
The former looked a little pale.
A strong man! !
Young Master Ling couldn't understand when such a person appeared in the Tianxin Sect. He was completely not in the intelligence of their Ling family or even the Jianhun Sect.
"Hello, senior!"
The former took a deep breath and bowed quickly, which was the most basic respect.
A few wounds that had just healed were torn again. He gritted his teeth in pain but dared not show any expression.
"Mr. Ling, you are too polite,"
The woman in the peony dress smiled slightly, like a fairy, noble and unattainable, but not cold and indifferent. She walked in. Although she said that the former was polite, the heavy pressure on Master Ling was like a rockery, making it impossible for him to get up.
"May I ask how I have offended you, senior? Please tell me clearly." Master Ling said gritting his teeth. The blood from the wound on his waist had stained his underwear red, and even his outer shirt had a trace of blood stains.
"You are the current envoy of the Ling family. You should abide by the rules of each sect. Especially my Tianxin Sect is the leader of the four sects. Where do you get the courage to fight like that in front of my sect?"
"younger generation"
Just as Master Ling was about to open his mouth to explain, a stream of spiritual energy blocked his mouth.
"Elders, is this what your Ling family taught you? Are you interrupting me? If you were not on a mission, you would already be a corpse now. No, when you were causing trouble in the sect, you would already be a corpse."
The women in the Peony group spoke calmly.
"But no matter what, you are also a person of "noble" status. Since you were injured in front of my sect, it is natural for my sect to come forward to heal your injuries. This is a place specially selected for you by the elders of my sect. It is extremely quiet and secluded, which is very conducive to your recovery."
"I hope you can stay here honestly until your injury recovers."
"You, do you understand what I mean?"
Just as he finished speaking, a stream of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Master Ling's mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly wiped it clean and nodded.
Seeing that the latter had calmed down, the woman opened her mouth with bright eyes, walked forward and closed the window: "Although the weather has just returned to spring, the temperature is still cold. If you have nothing to do, it is better to open the window less to avoid catching a cold."
Seeing this, Master Ling's expression suddenly became even uglier.
Does this mean that he will be locked up here completely and not allowed to contact anyone? Why? !
As if seeing through his thoughts, the woman smiled gently, and then a thinly dressed, unconscious servant with faint bruises on his face was thrown in. He was the man who had just been sent out by Master Ling to find the elder of the Ling family!
"Xiao Fuzi?"
Master Ling's face changed, and he didn't care about his injuries. He ran over quickly, held him in his arms, and felt him for a moment. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was just unconscious.
Master Ling didn’t understand and couldn’t figure out why the Tianxin Sect did this? What benefits does this bring to them?
Who is Yan Ruchen?
Could it be someone from the Tianxin Sect? ! !
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