Elder Yu held tightly onto Ling Yi’s fist, a cold gleam showing in his old eyes.
"Master Ling, as an elder, I don’t think it’s right for you to meddle in a match between young ones, no?"
"Get lost!"
A roar came from Ling Yi’s mouth. His eyes were bloodshot with hatred, as if wanting to ravage human flesh. "I don’t care about if there’s a match or not. I only know that she has made my grandson into a good-for-nothing, and that she must die here today!"
Elder Yu laughed out loudly. "Master Ling, your grandson has taken the wrong path. Even if he was not crippled by someone else, he’s still destined to be a good-for-nothing. From this point on, he will have a hard time improving his cultivation."
Like a bolt from the blue, the news struck Ling Yi, making him dumbfounded on the spot.
What did Elder Yu say? Even if Gu Ruoyun did not cripple Ling Xi, he was still a good-for-nothing?
"No!"
"Impossible!"
