Sword Soul Purgatory.
After resolving the bloodline demon outbreak, the elders of the Sword Soul Hall finally arrived.
The leading woman asked a few questions, then left.
"People from the Third Sword Vein? They came so slowly? They must have known I was in trouble and deliberately slowed down, hoping I'd get butchered. Those beasts!"
Once they left, Lin Huan quietly said this to Li Tianming.
"Hey, even if you're speaking softly, the Sword Soul Ring is right beside us. Quite a few elders in the Sword Soul Hall can hear you."
Li Tianming reminded him.
"So what if they hear? Isn't it the truth? I'd bet that if Lin Jianjia had been the one in trouble today, that bunch would've arrived at least twice as fast. You wouldn't even have had a chance to make a move."
Lin Huan rolled his eyes.
"Brother, are you accusing the Sword Soul Hall of playing favorites and intending to murder the direct descendants of the other sword veins?" Li Tianming laughed.
"Am I? I'm just saying. There's no proof for something like this anyway, right? If that really were the case, then it'd be far, far, far too low-down. Pah!"
Lin Huan spat.
The two of them tacitly worked together, one singing and the other echoing, venting the dissatisfaction in their hearts.
They made sure the people of the Sword Soul Hall heard every word clearly.
Now that no one had been hurt, others could judge the truth for themselves.
If they tore their faces apart over such a minor matter, Lin Xiaoyun would instead be able to play the innocent card.
If something really happened to Lin Huan, then in the long run, the Third, Fifth, and Seventh Sword Veins would all make a killing!
For a Lineage that valued inheritance,