Ye Lingze couldn't understand what the old man meant.
But now that the other party knows about his hidden identity, this has also made it more difficult for him to fall out with the Ruan family in the future.
"By the way, these two things are for you."
The old man took out a token and a space ring, and stuffed them all into Ye Lingze's hand.
"What is this token?"
Ye Lingze looked at the capital word "Ruan" on the token and felt that it was very similar to the token that Mr. Mu gave him.
"A token that can save your life. If you are fatally attacked, this token can protect you and forcibly transport you to a random place a hundred kilometers away." Mr. Ruan introduced.
Hearing this, Ye Lingze's eyes lit up.
Then this thing is too powerful, right?
After receiving a fatal attack, he will be teleported directly. Isn't this more useful than the token given to him by the ancestor of the dragon clan that can withstand an attack by a ninth-level innate warrior?
"Thank you, old man!"
This token was so precious and of great use to him that he didn't even know how to refuse it.
"Even if you hide your strength, there are many dangers in Zhenmo Cliff. You must remember not to let down your guard just because of your own strength."
Ruan Mingze said in a deep tone: "There have been many deaths of warriors or people with powers above level seven on the outskirts of the Demon-Suppressing Cliff. You must be careful."
"Okay, I understand!" Ye Lingze nodded solemnly in agreement.
He remembered the old man's kindness in his heart. Even if he left the Ruan family in the future, he would still remember the favor he owed the old man.
But the rest of the Ruan family is about to face his reckoning!
Then he looked at the space ring. The space inside the ring was huge, equivalent to the scope of a basketball court in prehistoric civilization. It was similar to the space ring that Mo Lin gave him before.
The old man is so generous, unlike the head of the Ruan Lingfeng family who gave him such a small space ring, which is not as big as the space in his teleporter!
Ruan Mingze looked at the deep meaning in Ye Lingze's eyes and could only sigh.
His hands are itchy again and he wants to hit someone!
When he was in seclusion three years ago, he specially arranged for his son, who had just become the head of the family, to take good care of Ye Lingze and not to treat him badly.
Not only that, he also settled his old buddy.
But what?
His useless son just watched Ruan Yuqi bullying Ye Lingze?
When he investigated and found out what had happened to Ye Lingze in the past three years, he was so angry that he almost ran to the family head meeting room and strangled Ruan Lingfeng to death!
No way, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. When I go back later, I have to give that bastard a good beating with a whip!
It seemed that the two people's identities had been discussed, and Ye Lingze was too lazy to hide himself anymore. He straightened his waist unknowingly, and his eyes became determined and energetic.
In this confident look, where is the cowardice from when he was at the Ruan family?
Looking at Ye Lingze who seemed like a different person, Ruan Mingze's eyes were filled with admiration.
This is Ye Lingze’s true face!
After they finished chatting about Zhenmoya, their grandfather and grandson started talking about their parents' shortcomings.
When they arrived at the south gate of Jiangxin City, they saw a long queue at the train station.
There were shouts and noises everywhere, and a lot of faint crying.
I don’t know how many husbands, fathers, and sons have to stay away from home to participate in this year’s battlefield.
Everyone in the Zhenwu Empire knows that once the evil monsters in the Demon-Suppressing Cliff are allowed to escape, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of all living beings.
For the sake of their wives, children, and their elderly parents, they must resolutely embark on this road of narrow escape.
The depressing atmosphere made the air seem to scream in mourning, and Ye Lingze couldn't help but feel sad when he came here.
What would happen if his mother heard the news of his death?
The country will give a lot of pensions to the families of soldiers who died in battle. Ye Lingze's pension is bound to the Ye family in Cangcheng.
The place was packed with people, and the people in charge at the front were shouting heartbreakingly with loudspeakers:
"Family members, please step back. Don't crowd. Let the soldiers get on the bus first. Those with advanced cultivation will sit in the first ten carriages, and those without advanced cultivation will sit in the ten carriages at the back. Remember to take your tickets. You need to check the tickets when you get on the bus... Hello , that little brat stepped back and stepped carefully... That big box, are you bringing so many things with you for traveling? Don't bring clothes, bedding or anything like that, I will give them to you when you get there..."
It can be seen that the staff calling at the front are very tired.
Mr. Ruan was waiting in line with Ye Lingze, and this scene also happened in various places.
Ye Lingze's carriage was in the seventh section. When he and Mr. Ruan went to line up, the administrator of that carriage shouted to Ye Lingze:
"What's in your package? You can't bring contraband!"
"There is no contraband!" Ye Lingze imitated the actions of others and opened the package, revealing the clothes inside.
"Okay!" The manager looked at the old man next to Ye Lingze, frowned and said, "Old man, there are a lot of people here. If you don't leave, I might squeeze you and hurt you!"
Not everyone in Jiangxin City knew Mr. Ruan, so the old man was not recognized by people here.
"Don't worry, young man. I have a good waist and legs. I'm just here to see my grandson off. I'll leave when my grandson gets in the car."
Ruan Mingze smiled kindly. He had no intention of making a big splash when he came out this time.
"Be careful, don't get hurt."
The administrator just explained to these elderly people as a routine, and then went to see others.
After the administrator left, Ye Lingze said to the old man with a smile:
"Old man, why don't you go back? I can just leave by myself."
"It's okay. You're here now. I'll watch you get in the car."
Mr. Ruan escorted him to the carriage.
But when we got to the carriage, there was an episode.
The person who checked the ticket looked at the ticket Ye Lingze handed him and said to Ye Lingze in surprise:
"Why are you only at the second level of Houtian? With this level of cultivation, it would be better not to practice at all!"
For ordinary people who don't practice, if they go to the logistics department, the mortality rate will not exceed 30%. If they go to the front line, the mortality rate of this cultivation level will be infinitely close to 100%.
"It's okay, I've always had better luck." Ye Lingze explained with a smile.
The day after tomorrow, a second-grade warrior who ran to the front line would have a narrow escape every time.
"Good luck?" The ticket inspector didn't say anything. On the battlefield, luck is often more important than strength.
"Go in!" He tore off one end of the ticket, handed the remaining part to Ye Lingze, and then reached out to stop Mr. Ruan behind Ye Lingze.
"Old man, please go back and rest. Your grandson is about to get in the car."
Perhaps there were too many people and his voice was hoarse from shouting, so his tone of voice was not very polite.
"sorry to bother you!"
Mr. Ruan didn't mind either and waved to Ye Lingze: "Have a nice trip, grandson!"
Ye Lingze:......
I feel like I was taken advantage of by TM!
