After hearing Ling Que's words, Lu Yin's heart stirred. "Like Ling Gong?"
"She hasn't fully fused with it yet." Ling Que answered directly, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence and glared angrily at Lu Yin. "You were trying to trick me into telling you."
Lu Yin shrugged. "No, I didn't even hear what you just said."
"Really?" Ling Que asked suspiciously.
Just then, the door opened, and a man stepped inside. "Young master, your wine."
Ling Que said casually, "Put it there."
The man walked over and set the wine on the table. Just as he was about to leave, Lu Yin grabbed his arm and stared at him in surprise. "It's you?"
Ling Que looked puzzled.
The man's expression changed dramatically when he saw Lu Yin. "You?"
Lu Yin smiled. "The universe is so vast, yet you just had to show up right in front of me. How interesting."
The man's face turned deathly pale. He struggled to pull his arm free, but he was no match for Lu Yin and couldn't move it at all.
Ling Que asked curiously, "You know each other?"
Lu Yin looked at Ling Que. "Is this man from the Lingling Clan?"
Ling Que shook his head. "I picked him up along the way. When the Sixth Continent invaded, he was gravely injured. The Lingling Clan happened to save him while we were relocating. What, is there a problem?"
"Do you know who he is?" Lu Yin asked.
Ling Que looked at the man.
The man gritted his teeth, his expression grim. "Lu Yin, I only pursued you back then because I was hired to do it. You and I have no personal grudge. Let me go."
Lu Yin found it amusing. "You chased us all the way from the Turbulent Realm to the Falling Star