"Heh heh, to think I would beg that castoff, you're really overestimating him," Duanmu Lin scoffed.
He was so determined in his resolve because he believed Xiao Chen couldn't possibly help him. Even if he were truly in dire straits, he wouldn't stoop to begging the castoff.
Black shook his head and said no more.
If Duanmu Lin wished to dig his own grave, Black had done his duty by advising him. Whether Duanmu Lin listened or not was not for him to decide.
"All right, the matters here have been settled for now. Once Yin Que returns, we'll head back to Chaoyang City. With Lord War God as our backing, no one will dare to mess with us in the future.
Yun'er, make sure you promptly oversee the affairs of the school and ensure that there are no mistakes."
Duanmu Lin completely overlooked Black's heartfelt advice.
Still fiercely independent.
When Yin Que arrived back at Fulong Manor, she looked extremely excited.