"It was no more than lifting a hand. There's no need for such courtesy, Fairy."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. He acted modest and gentle, putting on no airs, then swept his gaze over everyone. "I can see that you fellow Daoists are somewhat tired. Meditate here for a short while, and afterward you may leave."
Although Lin Xuan had saved the disciples of Misty Immortal Palace, with his current strength, he truly had little to exchange with such low-level disciples.
"Yes!"
Though the woman harbored doubts in her heart, she did not dare say much. Many old monsters with profound cultivation had tempers as changeable as joy and rage without warning. One moment they might be all smiles, speaking pleasantly, and the next they could turn hostile and strike. Such things sounded absurd, but there were many such descriptions in the ancient records.
After all, she and Lin Xuan were not familiar. Moreover, from the fact that he had destroyed Old Devil Jia without the slightest hesitation, it was clear that he was a ruthless figure. This woman was not stupid. Speaking deeply with a shallow acquaintance might invite great disaster, so of course she did not dare babble nonsense. Obediently agreeing was the cleverest choice.
"Right, there is one more matter."
Lin Xuan turned his head as though he had suddenly remembered something.
"Please speak, Senior."
The woman was startled, and the expression on her face grew even more respectful.
"After you leave, you are not to speak of encountering Lin today. Otherwise..."
Lin Xuan did not say more, but the threat in his words was plain to see.
"Please rest assured, Senior. This junior is not someone who does not know the weight of things. As for the scene of meeting