"Linjiang City?"
"What happened?!"
Qin Yang asked curiously.
He had been cultivating in the residence lately and had paid no attention whatsoever to news from outside.
"All the gangs in the Outer City have joined forces and keep clashing with several major lineages in the Inner City."
"I heard quite a few people have died. The whole of Linjiang City has been thrown into a pot of boiling porridge."
Li Baling sighed.
"What about your father?"
"Don't tell me he's still hiding in the Inner City?"
Qin Yang asked one more question.
"No."
"The old man's shrewd. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he fled outside the city."
"He even told me to thank you. If you hadn't warned him, he probably would've truly fallen flat on his face this time."
"I'm curious. What did you tell my father?"
Li Baling asked in surprise.
Back then, when Qin Yang had suddenly abandoned everything in Linjiang City and insisted on going to the Prefecture City, Li Baling had found it abrupt.
But looking at it now, Qin Yang's decision had undoubtedly been extremely wise.
"At the time, I was in the Outer City and had a feeling things were about to turn chaotic, so I mentioned it to your father."
Qin Yang answered casually.
"So that's how it was." Li Baling nodded.
The two of them spoke some more about their recent circumstances.
Li Baling was now cultivating at Lingwei Martial Arts School in the city. Though it was somewhat tough, he had a glib tongue and was willing to spend money. Before long, he had become thick as thieves with his fellow disciples and was doing fairly well.
"Qin Yang, how do you plan to develop from here on?"
Li Baling asked another question.
"I don't know for now."