He was just getting ready to make a run for it.
Ding Ling figured that after raising his strength once again this time and returning to the real world, he would have to rent another new place.
He couldn't stay in one place for too long.
A mobile rental arrangement suited him better.
As for how he would repay Uncle Zhang's kindness?
Ding Ling planned to return the borrowed bank card to him. There was quite a bit of money in it, which could count as a token of his appreciation.
Ordinary people would never lend their identification documents to someone else. Since Uncle Zhang trusted Ding Ling so much, Ding Ling naturally couldn't cheat him.
At this moment.
When Ding Ling heard Duanmu Qing claim that he was an inheritor of a Hidden Family, he couldn't help but pause for a moment. But he quickly recovered.
It was definitely the result of rumors being exaggerated as they spread.
However, the more muddled the situation became, the more advantageous it was for him. It made it easier for him to hide and conceal himself!
Thinking of this,
Ding Ling activated his Max-Level Acting. He acted extremely subtly, as though he was eager to distance himself from the matter, shaking his head as he said:
"Rumors are terrifying. I'm not from a Hidden Family."
"Is that so?"
Ding Ling's reply had been too crisp.
Moreover, while his expression and movements had been completely natural, they also carried a hint of something too painful to recall.
Duanmu Qing instead stopped believing what Ding Ling said. He felt that Ding Ling definitely had something to do with a Hidden Family, and he couldn't help becoming excited and gossiping:
"Brother, can you tell me about the Hidden Family? I really want to know."
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