To him, An Ning's father was definitely a crucial figure.
First of all, when An Ning had faced the doubts of every member of the An family, it was her father's support that had allowed her to hold on.
A powerhouse who had given him an opportunity while holding the great powers of the Lineage and the Imperial Army in his hands was, to Li Tianming, a second bridge toward strength!
An Ning was the first bridge.
Only by stepping across these two bridges could Li Tianming find a road forward. Otherwise, he would remain a wanted fugitive forever, unable to openly obtain the Xuanting Nebula Sacrifice as he did now!
Of course, becoming Li Tianming's bridge was not derogatory, much less being a stepping stone. This was mutual benefit.
Only because Li Tianming had value would they lift him up and let him reach higher.
Within such a mutually beneficial relationship, if they could forge an even better friendship—recognizing one another, putting themselves in each other's shoes, advancing and retreating together—that would be even better.
"Things between An Ning and me are fine for now. We're comrades who have faced life and death together. Next, it depends on her father's attitude toward me. I hope she puts in a few good words for me," Li Tianming said quietly.
"Comrades who have faced life and death together? That's not even as good as the friendship between Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya!" Yinghuo clicked its tongue.
Li Tianming broke into a cold sweat. "When you talk, don't make such pointed insinuations."
"I'm not insinuating. I'm pointing directly at it," Yinghuo said.
"Your sister!"
Li Tianming could not be bothered with it and silently waited.
An Ning's call lasted quite a while, which meant she and her father had discussed a great