Chen Ling smiled bitterly. This was the first time he was being disregarded. He wasn’t just being humiliated, but completely disregarded. A moment ago, he took the initiative to offer 30% to Lin Yun, but he didn’t realize that he still held onto the pride of being number forty-eight on the Mortal Ranking when he said those words.

He really had no idea that he was speaking in an aloof manner. It was as if he was performing charity by offering 30% to Lin Yun. He had no idea that he was courting death in this manner.

He was only forty-eighth on the Mortal Ranking. Even Zhang Lie, who was tenth on the Mortal Ranking, had to kneel obediently before Lin Yun. So where did Chen Ling get the confidence to manage Lin Yun?

“Are you sure you know now?” asked Lin Yun coldly. At the same time, an immense pressure crashed down on Chen Ling, which made him tremble.

“I really do.” The last layer of defense in Chen Ling’s heart collapsed and he no longer put on any airs before Lin Yun.

“Then I’ll join your Shatterlegion Alliance for the time being. Now, tell me more about the Imperial Sword Herb.” Lin Yun nodded his head for Chen Ling to speak.

Chen Ling felt relieved and he even had joy written on his face when he heard that Lin Yun was willing to temporarily join the Shatterlegion Alliance. He replied,...