"Kid, this is a chance for you! You can't let it slip away." Meng Chanji is still very hopeful that Lin Zifeng can reassemble the Blazing Angel. With Lin Zifeng's current abilities and strength, he can definitely carry the banner of the Blazing Angel.
"Old Meng, my father is still a mystery; I think it's better to leave it. I'm not suitable. Here's an idea. Old Jia has decent cultivation now; why don't you tell him about this? Maybe he can help you with this task. As for me, I don't think I'm up to it." Lin Zifeng lowered his head and smiled.
"Kid, he's good, but he doesn't have your potential. Besides, with your skills at such a young age, it would be a shame not to use them for a righteous cause."
"Oh, stop it. I'm not interested in the Blazing Angel Organization. Find someone else for this thankless task." As he spoke, Lin Zifeng turned to leave.
