Troublemaker?
Lin Tian pursed his lips, secretly dismissive.
Earlier, Ling Yun eventually wanted to make trouble for him, and he wouldn't mind tossing that guy out of Qingshan Sect.
Breaking a hand or a foot would serve as a little lesson.
However.
Luo Han kindly reminded him, and Lin Tian turned back to nod slightly.
Then he said, "Your Qingshan Sect is at most one or two hundred years old, right?"
"Instructor Lin has noticed! Actually, this Qingshan Sect was left behind from the Ancient Era!"
Luo Han caught up, talking as they walked, "Our sect was founded by the ancestor a hundred years ago. Conveniently, since this Qingshan Sect was available, we settled here directly! Although our sect has few people, it's not weak! And... I have something I want to tell Instructor Lin..."
"Oh? What's the matter, just say it!"
Lin Tian looked at Luo Han surprisingly, replying casually.
"It's like this... Tan Xiaoning's illness, you cured it, right?"
