The Sword King clenched his fist and waved it. For ten years, he had been thinking about this day every day.

Sometimes, he even despaired.

But today, it was Ling Xiao who pulled him out of the abyss of despair.

Hearing the cheers in the room, Ye Hua showed a confused expression, gritted his teeth, and finally chose to run to report the news to Qi Fei.

"Ye Mo, from now on, only the young master will follow his lead!"

Sword King Ye Mo is a name that resounds throughout the Golden Martial Kingdom.

Now he actually knelt down in front of Ling Xiao.

The old man burst into tears and was overjoyed.

"Senior is a man of his word. There is no need for such a big gift. Get up."

Ling Xiao smiled.

Ye Mo stood up and said: "Master, if you have any orders from now on, just tell me.

As long as I, Ye Mo, can do it, I will do my best."

"There is something I need to ask my senior for help with."

Ling Xiao was not polite at all.

"Is it about the ruins?"

Ye Mo asked.
Chapter completed!