"Patriarch, save me."
Ling Xuan, frothing at the mouth, looked imploringly at Ximen Gong.
Ximen Gong saw Ling Xuan's utterly wretched state.
But he was unmoved.
He said flatly to Ling Xuan, "Calm down. First, answer Patriarch Bai Xiong's questions. We'll talk after you're done."
Seeing Ling Xuan in this state, Ximen Gong had already written him off.
He had no intention of supporting a cripple.
If Ling Xuan had successfully joined the Alchemy Master Guild, he might have treated him with some courtesy. But now, the sight of Ling Xuan filled him with disgust.
Ling Xuan's mind was in turmoil.
He was drowning in regret over his past actions.
He knew that if he had simply left the Jiang Family, Jiang Chen might not have been so vicious.
But he never should have absconded with all of the Jiang Family's elixirs, a move that nearly plunged the entire family into chaos.
But regret was useless now.
