Lin Hao's words and expression convinced Lian Chixiao that he was telling the truth.
But as the Young Master of the Jinglian Saint Institute, Lian Chixiao would never take Lin Hao at his word.
Upon hearing this, a corner of Lian Chixiao's mouth curled up. "That's a simple request. I can arrange that for you."
"You know him well?" Lin Hao asked in return, showing not a single shred of panic at Lian Chixiao's confidence.
Lian Chixiao shook his head. "Not at all. I've never even met him. But his name is already legendary throughout the Divinity Realm. Here in the Second Layer alone, he's set countless records. I'd wager even the upper realms are aware of his existence."
"He has records here in the Second Layer too? What are they? I'll go break them!" Lin Hao sounded furious, like a powder keg with a lit fuse.
"There's a stele over there. You can go see for yourself." Lian Chixiao pointed in that direction.
WHOOSH!
