The Legend Of The Silver Dragon - Chapter 1 Silver Dragon

In the outskirts of Silver Mountain a boy around the age of 16 could be seen training, He had an above average look coupled with a nice manly slender body surely the ladies would kill to get him.

Sweat was filled all over his face, as he punched the tree opposite of him, the tree toppled towards the ground with a loud bang. “Still not enough”.

This boy’s name is Ling Yin an adopted son of his foster father, Ling Feng,who picked him up when Ling Feng was going back to his home, as he was without a wife and Ling Yin looked cute he gladly took Ling Yin under his care and doted on him.

“Father…”

Scenes flashed before Ling Yin’s mind there he saw his father begging and kneeling for forgiveness to a bunch of people wearing black outfits with arrogant expressions on their faces, “Young master please forgive my son Ling Yin for his foolishness, he is still a young and foolish boy” Ling Feng said with a fearful expression.

Ling Feng would do anything for his son but how can he a commoner with no background whatsoever compare to this Young Master who has the backing of one of the major families controlling one major city. If he tried to fight back,Wouldn’t it be a sheep going into the mouth of a tiger?

“Get out of my way” a cold expression flashed by Yinyeng Yu’s Face but Ling Feng still persisted on obtaining forgiveness for his son, he said:

“I will give my life in exchange for Ling Yin, just don’t kill Yin’er”

“Then so be it, Men kill him” Yinyeng Yu said his instructions to his men. One of his men took out a sword preparing to cut down Ling Feng

“FATHER!NO!” Ling Yin shouted as he ran with all his might towards his father to attempt to save his father but all of it was for naught, when he arrived only a cold dead corpse remained of his father.

Ling Yin held the corpse of his father weeping and mourning with grief, his father who doted and loved him so much died just like that.

Suddenly he heard words that seemed to pierce through his heart “Ling Yin you killed your own father, If you hadn’t been close to Ying Yue this wouldn’t have happened, luckily you your father to protect your measly life”Yinyeng Yu said to Ling Yin with a trace of contempt on his face. Yinyeng Yu walked towards the exit before he stopped and said “Remember Ling Yin you killed your own father” then he walked out of the house as nothing ever happened, as if all of it was just a brush of the wind.