As the eldest daughter of the Duke Ling Mansion, Ling Yue’er was proud.
But now, she was willing to let that pride be trampled underfoot!
If they had known Yuwen Mo would resort to such underhanded methods to deal with them, they would have bowed their heads in reluctance.
Luo Qingtong gave them new life, saved their family, and provided the Ling Family with a Dao-reaching path.
If they caused Luo Qingtong to be unable to attend the Daqin Saint Institute, losing the best opportunity to enhance her cultivation, what face would they have to return to see the Ling family’s people!
"Yes."
Ling Tianhan gathered his fists, gritting his teeth, and said in a low voice.
"All of this started because of us siblings. We’ll go beg Yuwen Mo to let Qingtong go now."
As he spoke, he grabbed his sword and walked out.
He had just stood up when Little Tyrant Yuan pressed him down.
"Are you stupid?"
Little Tyrant Yuan glared at them.
"What’s the point in begging them now! Like they would let you off!"
"Not now, not ever!"
"Didn’t you hear that bastard Yuwen Mo? He wants to kick us out of the Daqin Saint Institute, so he can kill us freely!"
"Not only will he cut off our cultivation path, but he can torment us to death! Even if you beg them, after tormenting you, they won’t stop! Why send yourselves to be humiliated?"
"If the Boss knew, she wouldn’t agree either!"
At this point, even Sima Qi nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Yuan Hu is right, begging them is useless. It’s only self-humiliation..."
He was speaking when Su Xiaoxiao’s timid voice came from the side.
"I... I’ll go plead to the Chief of Medicine."
Her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, but her voice was unusually firm.

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