Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed. Although he didn't know what the Ghost Gate wanted with him, he knew that once he went, returning wouldn't be that simple.
"Do you think I'll go?" Lin Chuan chuckled lightly, but the smile was filled with indifference.
"You won't go? I'm afraid that's not up to you." Qi Bai's expression remained unchanged, as if he had anticipated Lin Chuan's refusal.
"Why, is there a problem?" True Qi was already circulating within Lin Chuan. He was stalling for time because Murong Xue's brother hadn't gone far. If he acted now, it might affect them, as he was just a mortal and not as powerful as a cultivator.
"Of course not. In that case, I have to extend some hospitality! Night Blood, attack!" Qi Bai's face twisted ferociously. As his voice dropped, another blood shadow charged straight at Lin Chuan.
