The matter was not discussed further, but as Lin Xiao prepared, he kept replaying Oriental Bai's words from earlier.
Not in the eyes of outsiders.
In other words, it was possible for someone in Long Country to summon a divine being?
With ten divine realm inheritances passed down, surely someone could truly inherit the divine realm. His own half-baked attempt was beside the point; he currently looked like an ordinary Ming Xin realm cultivator.
His presence on the Heaven Ranking depended on the goodwill of several seniors.
"By the way, Lin Xiao, let me remind you. Although we both dislike that person from Pretty Country, this is during his visit to Long Country. For the sake of the general populace, we need to ensure he returns safely. Don't lose your temper and act rashly," Zhao Yuanchao reminded Lin Xiao as they departed.
This made Lin Xiao unable to help but roll his eyes, "Director, do you look down on me too much?"
"You are at the age of youthful vigor, which is why I'm reminding you. Of course, I believe you have grown into someone who understands the bigger picture." Zhao Yuanchao was quite relieved with Lin Xiao. His handling of the Nangong family had already earned his respect and a tinge of guilt.
The reason Lin Xiao hadn't turned the Nangong family upside down or completely destroyed them was probably due to his constant entreaties to consider the overall situation.
For this, Lin Xiao had sacrificed too much.
"Naturally."
Lin Xiao said, he looked out the car window, not wanting to continue the topic. "By the way, Zhuge Lan, do we need to pick him up?" Lin Xiao suddenly asked. He
He was now very curious about what the descendant of the Wuhou lineage looked like. Moreover, he had never had any contact with people from the Wuhou lineage. Even though he had been to Xishu several times, he hadn't had the time to pay a visit, and the Wuhou lineage seemed indifferent to worldly affairs. They had some businesses, but most of their core family was hidden away.
"We are on our way now."
Zhao Yuanchao glanced at the time.
"To the airport?"
"No, just ahead. He's having breakfast there." Zhao Yuanchao signaled the driver to slow down and pointed to a pan-fried bun shop by the roadside. There, a man with long hair, wearing a suit jacket over his shoulders, and a dark blue headband tied around his head, was waiting for the pan-fried buns to be ready.
Did this guy wear his shirt like sportswear?
Lin Xiao looked at the man's tall physique and his hair, which was longer than most women's, and didn't know how to comment.
He was dressed in a suit, but the way he wore it didn't seem like something he would like.
Zhuge Lan seemed to sense Lin Xiao's gaze and turned around, greeting the three of them, "You're here."
Very young!
To be precise, he looked very young, probably in his early thirties.
Younger than Zhao Lao and the others.
"Good morning."
Zhao Yuanchao walked over. "Get me two as well?"
"Elder Zhao, my appetite isn't large, I just want to try some. How about you give these to Mr. Lin?"
Zhuge Lan said, flipping his wrist. The freshly made pan-fried buns seemed to be sent to Lin Xiao by an invisible conveyor belt, as if on a tray, waiting for him to pick them up.
Lin Xiao curiously accepted the portion of pan-fried buns.