"Daoist Lin, next time I visit Yanjing, I will personally come to visit you and once again thank you for saving my life!"
As she escorted Lin Tian to the door of the Sky-level private room, Weng Xiyun bowed deeply to him once more, her face full of gratitude, and said, "When the time comes, should I continue contacting you via mobile phone, or can I find you somewhere else?"
It was clear that Weng Xiyun was still unaware that the young man in front of her was Lin Tian of the Yanjing major family, the Lin Family.
She had heard many rumors lately and was thankfully feeling that her disciple Jii Xiaoyao had fortunately dissolved her engagement with the Lin Family.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Weng, you are too polite! When I acted that time, it was originally due to my own mortal enmity with the Holy Gu Sect and Hong Qi. Without you, I would have acted anyway. So, in reality, it was not entirely for your rescue but more an act of convenience!"
