You Want to Let Me Go?

With a bitter smile, Hua Lidian replied, "After all, I'm an executive of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce. I have to be responsible for my work. But in the next issue, I'll do my best to keep your ranking from getting too high..."

As long as one was not cold-blooded, they would surely be moved by Sikong Jing and Wang Ge's story.

The reason Hua Lidian had come down to talk with Sikong Jing was that he had decided to help lower his ranking a little, so he could put his mind at ease.

"Then Sikong shall thank Mr. Hua in advance," Sikong Jing said sincerely.

Even though he had deliberately concealed his abilities and fought mostly from atop mounts, he was still afraid that the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce would rank him too highly.

Now, he was getting ever closer to the Supreme Emotionless Art that would not suffer a backlash. Absolutely nothing could go wrong at this critical moment.

But Hua Lidian sighed again. "Don't thank me yet. I truly can't guarantee that I can place you below the top sixty. All I can say is that I'll try... Even if you only used mounted combat afterward, mounted combat still holds tremendous reference value."

At those words, Sikong Jing froze, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

At last, Sikong Jing closed his eyes deeply and said slowly, "It's fine. Now that Mo Ci is dead, the Worry-Forget Sect will surely make Wang Ge enter seclusion. For the time being, they absolutely won't let her come into contact with anything outside."

As long as she entered seclusion, his younger sister Sikong Ling would not see the new issue of the Eastern Plains Thousand Tyrants Ranking.

Hua Lidian nodded lightly at this, then changed the subject. "Brother