Murong Ziyue's face changed drastically upon hearing this and quickly covered Xin Lin's mouth.
"Xin Lin, you mustn't speak carelessly... the Family Head he..."
Murong Ziyue looked guilty, glancing at the Family Head.
She was afraid that in his rage, the Old Family Master would directly kill Xin Lin with a single palm.
One must know that even in the Eastern Continent, the Family Head's spiritual power is quite renowned.
The old man, as expected, was quite "angry," his entire body trembling.
He leaped up and rushed towards Xin Lin.
"Family Head, please don't, Xin Lin is just..."
Murong Ziyue mustered the courage to stop the Old Family Master.
But she couldn't even see the Family Head's movement technique; a black shadow flashed past, and the old man had already grabbed Xin Lin.
"Say that again? How much longer can this old man live?"
His voice was very agitated, not a hint of anger but only shock in his eyes.
