Just as Lord Lingdi was speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Then, Lin Hao's voice rang out from outside.
It was already lethargic, but at the sound of Lin Hao's voice, its cat-like eyes dimmed even further, and it put on a listless, half-dead act.
Yingxue, on the other hand, was full of excitement. Her figure blurred, and she was already at the door.
She pulled open the door, her lovely eyes curving into smiling crescents.
"Brother Hao." Yingxue's voice was sweet enough to make one's bones melt.
Lin Hao, however, was slightly taken aback. He sensed an indescribable aura about Yingxue, a feeling he had never gotten from her before.
With a small smile, Lin Hao nodded before turning to look at Lord Lingdi.
"Sister Ling, are you alright?" Lin Hao asked with concern.
He owed everything to Lord Lingdi just now; otherwise, he would have been finished.
Lin Hao was very concerned, as Lord Lingdi had been wounded by the Demon Saber at the end of the fight.
