By now, Lin Bingchun had completely joined Chen Ze's camp and had even become one of Chen Ze's most capable assistants.
Moreover, the Great Gan Imperial Family had previously intended to make a move against Longqing City.
After learning of this, Lin Bingchun had also developed considerable resentment toward the Great Gan Imperial Family's actions.
If Chen Ze told Lin Bingchun about dealing with the Great Gan Imperial Family and he did not wish to participate, Chen Ze would not force him, nor would he hold any opinion against him.
But if Lin Bingchun harbored hatred for the Great Gan Imperial Family and missed this chance for revenge because Chen Ze had not informed him—
Would Lin Bingchun not regret it for the rest of his life, perhaps even blame Chen Ze for not treating him as a true insider?
Chen Ze pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "However, before heading to the Nine Nether Abyss, there is still one matter I need to deal with."
Lin Bingchun immediately replied, "Please speak, Fellow Daoist. Wherever you have need of Lin, Lin will not utter a second word of refusal."
Chen Ze's expression turned stern. "The Great Gan Imperial Family's villainous heart has not died. They still seek to harm the Wanze Sect.
Even if we do not eradicate them completely, the Wanze Sect's current strength means it will not be much of a problem.
But they are still a hidden danger, like a fishbone lodged in the throat. I will not be at ease until they are removed."
Upon hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed through Lin Bingchun's eyes.
After all, he had once been the Dagan War God and had enjoyed the lofty status bestowed upon him by the Great Gan Imperial Family.
Yet now he had