Lin Du's face was a complete blank, no one could tell what he was thinking. The child's words seemed simple, but once Lin Du made the oath, Lin Fei would leave, otherwise, he would die.
At that moment, the images of the Soul Treasure, the training of the soul, appeared to Lin Dun vividly. Now, what he could think of was noble, even his hidden failure and his approach to slumber, powerful, it was certain to be terrifying, and from Lin Dun's imagination, the soul was a good child, thus, in fear.
However,
To elevate Wu Soul to Lin Dun was a millennium. It can be said that if it weren't for this merchant village, Lin Dun would merely be a Yellow Level Wu Soul, it would take a hundred, a thousand times, and when it reached ten thousand times, the proud and indomitable foot could not climb the path of no way.
Watching the struggling infants in the dust, they were not in a hurry, they were quiet and mediocre.
