"Why?" Leng Yaozhu asked in confusion.
With her best friend's son staying here, she would certainly take every precaution to keep him safe.
But she was a Limit Douluo and a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, after all. A personal female bodyguard-a job that revolved entirely around one person-wasn't that taking things a little too far?
Old Master Leng said, "Do you want your father to stay alive?"
When he had first heard the Shen Family's Old Master mention that secret, he, too, had been so shocked that he was speechless for a long while. But once that mysterious power slowly flowed into his body, and he truly felt his dwindling lifespan quietly lengthening, not a trace of doubt remained.
Old Master Leng explained the whole story.
Leng Yaozhu was utterly astonished!
Using the power of faith to extend one's lifespan was simply unheard of.
But her father wouldn't lie to her about something like this.
Old Master Leng said, "As of now, this old man is the fourth elder of the Netherworld Order's Elder Hall."
"Strictly speaking, the Leng Family should never have been allowed to learn about something like this. After all, we've been rooted in the Spirit Pagoda all these years. Our influence within the Federation is very limited, and we only hold a single legislative seat."
"But perhaps fate smiled upon us. The little crown prince wanted to come play at the Spirit Pagoda, and those old fellows in the Federation wanted to secure more power within it. The Qian Gu Family is too powerful now; cooperating with them would yield very little. Better to bring us over to their side and oppose them together, so they can seize a greater share of the benefits. That's what earned the Leng Family a seat at the table and