"He didn't escape. Tang Yan killed Liu Jing." Lin Dongxue seemed determined to shock him with every word.
Disbelief immediately spread across Lin Xiao's face, but he knew his daughter would never lie about serious matters. Taking a deep breath to compose himself, he continued asking what had happened.
Lin Dongxue recounted everything that had happened that day without concealing a thing, and Lin Xiao's expression darkened little by little.
His daughter's harrowing account was not something she could simply have made up.
"The Liu Family deserves ten thousand deaths!" Veins bulged on Lin Xiao's arms, and killing intent seethed in his heart!
Had Tang Yan not staked his life in that desperate struggle, his daughter's soul would have perished on Cangyun Mountain!
After a long while, Lin Xiao suppressed his violent emotions and said gravely, "In a situation offering a hundred deaths and no chance of survival, Tang Yan risked his life to win you a sliver of hope. He values loyalty and affection and shoulders a man's responsibilities. I truly wasn't wrong about him!
"This debt of gratitude weighs more than a mountain. Once the Eastern Region Tournament is over, we'll repay the Tang Family with a favor."
Only after talking with Lin Dongxue for nearly two hours did Lin Xiao let her go and rest.
He sat in a wicker chair and glanced toward Tang Yan's courtyard, a complex look flashing through his eyes.
There was curiosity, anticipation, relief, and admiration. Ever since this young man had composed "Joy at Reunion," he had taken a keen interest in him.
Yet the more he tried to understand him, the harder he found him to fathom.
After carefully digesting Lin Dongxue's words, Lin Xiao also had unprecedented confidence in Tang Yan's strength.
Finishing last in every Eastern Region Tournament