Xiao Yaojin didn't respond to this; he really wasn't interested in the martial arts school competition or county duels. From the moment he embarked on the Martial Path, his first goal was to leave a name on the Martial Arts Mountain.
Yet, to this day, he had opened twenty-four acupoints but still hadn't achieved it.
Even if he suppressed his realm, he only had three months left; after three months, he would inevitably step into the Refining Viscera Realm.
His Qi and blood had reached their limit, and they would autonomously operate to refine the five viscera.
"If possible, Elder Zhao could have Lin Chen come to see me."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zhao Cangsheng's old face. It seemed that the young marquis indeed had some interest in Lin Chen. If Lin Chen caught the young marquis's eye, he would face no obstacles if he ever came to the Northern Border in the future.
