"That's right," Lin Yifan replied confidently.
Seeing this, the Hengyue Sect Leader's face immediately turned cold and said slyly, "Then I won't be polite, men, seize this beast."
Lin Yifan's lips curled slightly; he knew that this old fox held a grudge against him, so he mocked, "You wouldn't really think this is true, would you?"
"Is it false then?"
The Hengyue Sect Leader's face darkened again, feeling played.
"I knew you, old fox, were ill-intentioned, so why would I reveal everything?" Lin Yifan answered.
"You're playing me?"
"Am I playing you or are you being unjust and ungrateful, returning kindness with enmity and putting me to death?"
"You..."
The Hengyue Sect Leader was furious, but couldn't refute, because what the other said was true.
Now, he had two paths before him; one was to compromise with Lin Yifan, the other was to tear him apart and perish together.
