"Yao Linghua?" Xiao Huan glanced at her husband, who sighed heavily before returning her gaze to Ling Yun. "Have you met him before?"
Ling Yun shook his head at her. "I haven't met him in person, but he was too reckless and didn't control his killing intent, so I could sense his presence."
"I see." Xiao Huan nodded in understanding. "That kid is too obsessed with Zhimei, and he insisted on waiting for her even though we rejected his proposal. Since you came with her, he behaved like that toward you."
Ling Yun nodded at her. "Honestly, I would have considered him a passing wind if he had no other intentions, especially toward my daughter."
"Your daughter?"
"Yes." Ling Yun then told her. "You may not have been able to hear his conversation with Jiang Yingwu out there, but my sense of hearing was very sharp. He said he would do anything to get Zhimei, including killing me and my daughter."
