In utter helplessness, Uncle Jiu cast a pleading glance at Lin Zhiyan, hoping she could rein in her runaway disciple.
Having roamed the Jianghu for half a lifetime, he doesn't claim much, but when it comes to reading people, Uncle Jiu has honed it to perfection.
He naturally could see that when Xiao Feng was present, he was undoubtedly the soul of the team, but in his absence, most of them looked to Lin Zhiyan for guidance.
What's more, Lin Zhiyan and the young girl shared a complex relationship, hovering between that of a master-disciple and sisters, so whatever Lin Zhiyan said surely carried weight.
However, Lin Zhiyan, who usually had a strong sense of the bigger picture, this time said nothing, letting the young girl intimidate Uncle Jiu, completely indifferent.
With no choice, Uncle Jiu had to brace himself and say, "Let go first, I will definitely figure something out."
"You better hurry." The young girl loosened her grip, placing a hand on her waist.
