Han Jing pointed at Lan Ling: "Come here, I have something to ask you."
It was rare for Lan Ling to see Han Jing so serious, so he obediently sat down and looked at him in confusion.
"Is there anyone left at the Spirit Flame Sect with you now?" Han Jing asked.
Lan Ling was dumbfounded and shook his head: "The few of us all came here. There's no one from us left at the Spirit Flame Sect. Why? You can contact that crazy woman from the Yun Family, Yun Feng's aunt, but she's got a terrible temper, really annoying!"
Han Jing held his forehead: "So, you have no influence or connections at all in the Spirit Flame Sect now?"
Lan Ling asked innocently: "The boss is the head disciple of the Spirit Flame Sect and the predetermined future Sect Leader. Isn't that all we need?"
Han Jing was speechless: "I'm really impressed by you guys!"
Lan Ling covered his face. Seeing Han Jing's displeased expression, he whispered: "What's wrong, is there a problem?"
