For Nan Gongjin, the turning point in his life was precisely here.
He never expected Lin Fan to actually take him in.
This was something he couldn't quite comprehend.
But none of that mattered now; what mattered was that he was now with Brother Lin, and that was already perfect.
"Hey, we're all disciples of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, so it's the same with anyone, Ye Zhen Tian, you aren't mad, are you?" Lin Fan noticed Ye Zhen Tian's somewhat angry expression and spoke to comfort him, lest he became overly depressed and fell ill.
Ye Zhen Tian feigned calmness and smiled, "No, how could I be angry? From now on, Brother Nan Gong, you won't be a disciple of Zhen Tian Peak, but I must tell you, even if you aren't, you must never bring shame to Zhen Tian Peak."
"Little Jin, massage my shoulders, they're a bit sore." Lin Fan rubbed his shoulders, appearing to be in some pain.
"Yes, Brother Lin." Nan Gongjin came over to Lin Fan and skillfully massaged him.
Damn!
