After Ling Tianxiao finished reading, he stood there stunned for a long time. 'Is this still my spineless, good-for-nothing son? Is this still that lovesick fool who would protect that girl from the Xie Family even after she schemed against him? It doesn't feel like him at all! It's like he's a completely different person!'
Ling Tianxiao still held the Purple Blue Fruit. On the one hand, he had no trusted subordinates in the army who were worthy of using it. On the other, he had subconsciously decided to keep it. 'This is a gift from my son! How could I just give it away to someone else?'
Ling Tianxiao suddenly snapped back to his senses. He reached into the cloth bag and pulled out an Elixir. A faint, cyan mist swirled around it, but it had no discernible scent. His hand trembled slightly. 'This Elixir... it feels as if it weighs a ton!'
