Ye Lin held the scroll, watching Li Miaoling before him with an amused look. At his words, Li Miaoling's expression gradually turned fearful. What was he trying to do? Kill him to silence him?
"Don't worry, you can absolutely rest assured about that. I just ran away from the clan, and I definitely won't ever return. No need to worry about me spilling the secret, absolutely no need."
"You can put a hundred hearts at ease over this."
Li Miaoling patted his chest with utter confidence as he assured Ye Lin, while Ye Lin merely shook his head noncommittally.
"I never trust anyone. Even if you swore an oath, it would be useless. How about this?"
Ye Lin suddenly raised a brow, then glanced at Li Xiaoyao in the distance, who had made it clear this was none of his business and hung himself high above the fray.
"Xiaoyao, you saved this person, so it stands to reason that you should look after him. Bring him along with us. After all, he's the eldest young miss of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Devouring Python clan."
"If we really get discovered later, we can still use him as a bargaining chip."
Ye Lin pointed at Li Miaoling before him and called loudly to Li Xiaoyao, whose face fell as he held the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers.
"This matter is settled. We move out."
After saying that, Ye Lin headed in the direction indicated by the map.
"I offended you earlier. Please forgive me."
At this moment, Wang Tian cast Li Miaoling an apologetic look. This was the eldest young miss of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Devouring Python clan—if he settled the score after the autumn harvest, Wang Tian would be in for more than he could chew.
"Hmph, I'll remember you, you smiling tiger with a