When Wang Xiaoming was called by Gao Ping, he felt utterly despondent.
He wanted to refuse, but in front of Gao Ping and Yang Lin, he didn't dare say it out loud, so he braced himself and said, "As you command."
"Don't worry, bro, I'll cover for you." Qin Tian patted Wang Xiaoming's shoulder.
"Is your cover that big? Can it actually cover me? When danger comes, you might run the fastest." Wang Xiaoming, in a fit of anger, rolled his eyes at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian was speechless.
Among the experts of the Myriad Demon Mountain Range, there has always been a tradition of venturing into deep mountains to enhance cultivation each year, and as a prestigious family of the Second Peak, the Yin Family is no exception.
This time, for their outdoor training, the Yin Family's young masters Yin Tianyun, Yin Tianqi, and the young ladies Yin Susu and Yin Zilan ventured out together, along with eight accompanying servants, four men and four women; of course, Qin Tian was among them.
