"Sister-in-law, have you made up your mind?"
Ling Yun wore a refined expression as he comforted Long Shuang'er.
Meanwhile, he walked over and personally helped up Long Tianliang, whom Hong Tong had sent flying with a slap.
"You... you'll let my brother go?"
"Let him go? Certainly... Bang!"
Ling Yun smiled faintly.
Watching the tearful Long Shuang'er from the corner of his eye, he really did release his right hand.
But the next moment, Long Tianliang flew out, crashing solidly into a pillar with a thud.
Clang...
A cold light flashed. Hong Tong appeared before Long Tianliang, his sword pressed menacingly against Long Tianliang's neck.
"One last count of three, or his head leaves his shoulders."
"Sister, just agree to Young Master Ling's request! Do you really want to watch our eldest brother get beheaded?"
Beside her, Long Tianming urged, "I know you like Lin Shisan, but Lin Shisan doesn't like you!"
"You two had no chance before, and now that he's a Personal Disciple of the Danyang Sect, you have even less chance of being together!"
"Even if only for our Long Household, for our eldest brother and me, you can't be so selfish! Can we face reality?"
"I know this wrongs you, but what can we do when we're the knife and chopping block? And where is Lin Shisan now? Enjoying himself with his Dao Companion."
"For an outsider, are you going to disregard the lives of our whole family?"
"We're your family! What did Lin Shisan do after taking our Biluō Purple Cauldron? Nothing. Is a heartless, faithless bastard like that worth gambling the lives of our entire Long Household on? Can you face Father and all the Long Household's ancestors?"
"Second Brother, stop."
Long Shuang'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She looked