"Divine Weapon, Di Qingling!"
As Di Qingling spoke, his gaze seemed to drift towards Linglong rather than Li Huai.
Although Di Qingling had never met Li Huai before, he had long heard of the incident where Li Huai caused a huge commotion in Yanjing. For Di Qingling, a teenager of seventeen or eighteen who possessed strength beyond the Yellow-level was no longer surprising.
Presumably, Di Qingling felt the power of Linglong, which was why he shifted his attention to her.
Having one person who defied heaven was rare enough to encounter once in a century, and now there emerged another, and a woman at that. Anyone would find it unbelievable.
"Li Huai, this Blood Silkworm Silk is his!" Liang Shi said.
Li Huai was indeed treating Liang Shi's wounds and stopping the bleeding, but he had not yet untied the Blood Silkworm Silk that bound Liang Shi, so she was still constrained by it.
Upon hearing this, Li Huai's eyes already blazed with intense fighting spirit.