"Fellow Daoist Lin, what courage. So, you had long since expected this Palace Master to be waiting for you here?" Flower Ancestor was taken aback. He touched his forehead, then spoke in some surprise.
"I wouldn't dare say I expected it long ago. It's just that, deep down, I had something of a premonition." Lin Xuan sighed, his expression as if he were having a heart-to-heart with a close friend. "It's just that Lin is somewhat curious. I have had no old grudge or recent enmity with Nine Immortals Palace. Why would Fellow Daoist scheme against me? Don't say it was because Lin trespassed into Hundred Flowers Garden. In the eyes of existences such as you and me, that little conflict is simply not worth mentioning."
"Fellow Daoist truly has so much curiosity. But why must you know? In any case, you will fall in a moment. For a dead man, knowing the reason—don't you think that has no meaning at all?" Flower Ancestor's languid voice entered his ears, his tone relaxed to the extreme, as if at this moment Lin Xuan already had no room to resist and could be manipulated at his whim.
Lin Xuan smiled. "Fellow Daoist, has your recent cultivation gone awry, to the point that even your mind has become somewhat unclear? Do you think Lin is a fish on the chopping block, to be handled however you please?"
"Of course you are." Flower Ancestor nodded with perfect seriousness. "Otherwise, why do you think this Palace Master came here? Since I have arrived, don't even think of leaving alive today."
Before his words had fallen, his face was already filled with a savage look. He raised his right hand, yet made an unexpected motion... rubbing his index finger and thumb together. Wasn't that a snap