Obviously, in the old man's opinion, Yun Luofeng was just a trivial existence.
Zhong Ling'er snorted and turned her head away, refusing to look at the old man.
"Little girl," the old man's eyes darkened and he sneered, "You should feel honored for being allowed to be part of the Tian Family. The Tian Family is way more powerful than the General's Estate! Only by serving the Tian Family can you have a promising future."
Hearing the old man's words, Zhong Ling'er finally turned her eyes to him, her lips showing a sarcastic curve. "I don't know how you want me to serve the Tian Family."
"Haha," the old man rolled his eyes and forced a smile. "Girl, you have no talent. Normally you couldn't even become a middle-level spirit cultivator in your entire life, but now you are a high-level spirit cultivator."
Zhong Ling'er didn't interrupt the old man, but the sneer on her face was spreading.
