No one expected that twenty years later, the matter would still be brought up.
What is swallowed cannot be spit out, and even though the Sect Leader was absent, they dared not directly betray him.
Bai Ziruo smiled, held out his palm flatly, and levitated Yan Lingxi, who was kneeling on the ground with her head down, through the air, "I hope, Lingxi, you can appreciate the heartfelt concerns of us elders."
"How about this, I still have a pair of Dual Swords that I acquired years ago. They are light and sharp, most suitable for a woman to use."
"Lingxi, I give them to you now. With your cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Stage, you can use them."
The other two elders present, who had kept silent since Su Li arrived, also silently took out a golden Ruyi and a sparkling mirror from their storage space.
Yan Lingxi did not reach out to take them. If she accepted these things, wouldn't she be tacitly approving their shameless act of taking her father's possessions?
"Lingxi?"
