Luo Qingtong reminisced about these earnest admonitions in her mind, and for some reason, she suddenly couldn't muster any anger.
"This stinky old man, he really is..."
A wave of irritation swept through Luo Qingtong's heart.
He claimed to have left her no demands.
But by taking over the inheritance of Slaughter Immortal Palace, wasn't she also shouldering all the grudges and debts of its past?
Yet the stinky old man's last words were so pitiable, his demeanor so humble, and he assumed such a good master's facade that, she had to admit, it really hit Luo Qingtong's soft spot.
The thing about her was, she could handle tenderness but not forcefulness.
If Tian Mingzi had forced her to take the inheritance and insisted she help clear Slaughter Immortal Palace's name and wash away its injustices, Luo Qingtong would rather destroy the inheritance than give him the time of day!
But it was precisely his low stance, and the fact that he provided her with many benefits!
