Chapter 1268: Self-Sacrifice, I Am Not Great

But a single sentence from the old man could make her shut up; it was truly baffling.

He beckoned for Shui Linglong to come over.

Shui Linglong immediately came to Chen Ang's side and shook her head slightly at him, as if saying not to ask.

Chen Ang did not continue to press, but curiously stared at the mysterious old man in front of him.

A person who could disdain being associated with the Black Dragon Clan.

A person who could be an enemy of the Black Dragon Clan.

A person who could make Shui Linglong shut up.

Who exactly was he?

Just as Chen Ang was looking at him, the old man suddenly also cast his gaze upon Chen Ang.

His eyes looked murky, but within the murkiness was a trace of imperceptible sharpness.

Their gazes collided, as if sparks flew, they smiled at each other, and then simultaneously cast their gazes upon the unconscious young man behind Chen Ang.

After a moment, Chen Ang said: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda; this person is indeed not of the Black Dragon Clan."

"Can you help save him?"

"If you can save his life, his family will surely be very grateful to you."

"The Black Dragon Clan will also be grateful to you."

"We will also thank you."

"A mere thank you is probably not enough," the white-haired old man showed signs of relenting, not directly refusing.

Zi Yan immediately followed his lead and said: "Then what do you think we should give you besides our thanks?"

The white-haired old man hated the Black Dragon Clan extremely.

He did not answer Zi Yan's question, but smiled at Chen Ang and said: "You are not bad."

"If you are willing to owe me a favor, I can save this young man."

For him.

The poison this young man was suffering from was just like a common cold; he could detoxify it with a flick of his finger.

The others heard the old man's words and wore strange expressions.

They had always been curious about Chen Ang's identity, but could find no clues.

The fact that this mysterious old man valued Chen Ang made them even more suspicious.

Looking across the entire Canghai Demon Continent.

There was no mention of a figure named Chen Ang.

Whether it be race or family, no faction had any connection to Chen Ang.

Yet, such a powerful figure as Chen Ang could not possibly be unknown.

But they couldn't find a single clue about him.

At this moment, Chen Ang's expressionless face had a trace of worry, his thick and dense eyebrows lifted slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

It was no problem for him to say a few kind words to the white-haired old man, but to sacrifice himself to save this young man, he would not agree.

Although the situation had not reached such a serious point, owing the old man a favor also put Chen Ang in a very difficult position.

He knew that owing a favor to such a person could have very serious consequences.

Perhaps this favor could cost him his life.

Just as he was pondering, Zi Yan trotted to Chen Ang's side, gazing at him with affection, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.

"Chen Ang, please, save him, I beg you."

The soft, helpless voice brought the pondering Chen Ang back to reality.

Looking at the pitiful woman in front of him.

His heart was like iron, just as ruthless and decisive as when the white-haired old man had refused Zi Yan earlier.

"Sorry, I cannot agree."

Zi Yan froze on the spot, her legs seemingly turned to stone.

She wanted to leave this cold and ruthless man, but she couldn't move at all.

Shui Linglong coughed from the side and whispered: "Don't be so ruthless, help him."

She said this, but the words she spoke felt weak and powerless even to herself. ===== CHAPTER 1269 =====