Xiahou Lan did not speak, her brows drawing together slightly. If this had been back in the Spirit World, how could a mere Lihe Realm cultivator ever have been worth her notice? Yet after shattering the void and being constrained by the Laws of Heaven and Earth, her current self was only at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. This was somewhat troublesome.
She had no confidence in fighting him, but at this moment, there was no other path she could choose.
"If the female benefactor is unwilling to answer me, it does not matter. This old monk has no grievance or enmity with you. You may leave as you please..." Huitong pressed his palms together, a look of compassion appearing on his face. Of course, he said this only to divide his enemies. A mere Nascent Soul Cultivator was not worth putting in his eyes, but for some unknown reason, when facing this woman, he felt an inexplicable unease in his heart. After weighing the pros and cons, Huitong had spoken these words.
"Many thanks for Master's kind intentions. This little woman appreciates them, but since you are doing a good deed, you may as well see it through to the end and let my Big Brother Lin leave with me."
"That will not do."
"Why?"
"Why must the young lady ask when she already knows? This Fellow Daoist Lin is savage and unreasonable, injuring my martial nephew Kong Xuan. As his elder, how could I stand by and do nothing?" A trace of killing intent flashed across Huitong's face.
"In that case, this little woman cannot leave either. Lin Xuan is my sworn elder brother. No matter what, I will not abandon him and go." A wisp of firmness flashed through Xiahou Lan's eyes. With light lotus steps, she