Leng Xuan’s face turned slightly red. Having spent a long time in the military, he was very clear about the kind of look everyone had for those who shrank back on the battlefield. Now that Ling Tian had spoken bluntly about his concerns, he truly didn’t know how to respond.
Ling Tian probably understood Leng Xuan’s feelings as he said, "Actually, you can’t be blamed, whoever it is, upon knowing that the opponent is such people, would probably make the same choice as you." After saying that, he let out a long sigh before continuing, "Since you know everything now, well then, if you want to resign from me now, I promise it’s okay."
Leng Xuan was taken aback, not expecting Ling Tian to be so straightforward. At the same time, thinking about the moving words Ling Tian had just said to him, he didn’t know where the courage came from as he decisively said, "Old Master, if it were before, I think I would definitely be happy to dust off my butt and leave. But now... now I don’t want to go."
Ling Tian let out a long "Oh," then asked, "Why is that?"
Leng Xuan replied, "For no other reason, only for the trust the Old Master has placed in me!"
"Haha..." Ling Tian laughed heartily, but after a few laughs, he couldn’t help but start coughing.
Leng Xuan hurriedly asked, "Old Master, what’s wrong with you?"
Ling Tian said, "Cough, cough, it’s... it’s nothing serious, I’m not dying yet. Leng Xuan, you are truly worthy of being a top disciple trained by ’Old Dragon’. I have not misjudged you."
Leng Xuan’s whole body shook, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Old Master, you... you know Dragon Head?"
Indeed, Dragon Head’s surname was Long. Leng Xuan, for his entire life, had been taught almost everything by Dragon Head, except for the Defying Heaven Art passed on to him by Uncle Da Zhang. However, Leng Xuan was still unsure whether the Elder Dragon referred to by Ling Tian was indeed the Dragon Head he revered in his mind, so as soon as he spoke out, he somewhat regretted it.
Ling Tian said, "Know him, of course, I know him. Back in the day, he and I, along with another person, were known as ’The Three Friends of Xian Fu’. We truly had a life-and-death friendship. It’s actually because I’ve been in touch with him over the phone that I trust you so much."
Leng Xuan was too shocked for words.
He could have never imagined that his identity had already been clearly known to Old Master Ling, and what was even more unbelievable to him was that his mysterious master, Dragon Head, had such a friendship with Ling Tian.
They must have shared many incredible and unfathomable stories in the past, right?
What were ’The Three Friends of Xian Fu’, and who was that other person? Whoever could be their friend must also be extraordinary, right?
Leng Xuan took a deep breath and calmed himself before asking, "Old Master, what are ’The Three Friends of Xian Fu’ you mentioned? It sounds quite peculiar. And who is the other person among the Three Friends?"
Ling Tian smiled and said, "This is the biggest secret of my life, but I don’t want to hide too much from you. All I can tell you is that we three were once Cultivators, and we came from another place. Now, I think you understand why my enemies are some rather troublesome people, don’t you?"
Leng Xuan was once again staggered. Cultivators, another world? What world could that be? Could it be the Cultivation World Uncle Da Zhang talked about?
Probably knowing the shock in Leng Xuan’s heart, Ling Tian then said, "Alright, I will naturally tell you more in the future. Now is not the time, cough, cough! Go inside and give the phone to the kid Xue Jiu, I want to have a word with her."