"Lin Xuan isn't interested. You worthy husband and wife should find someone else!" Lin Xuan pondered briefly, then refused flatly without the slightest hesitation.
This left the two, whose faces had been full of expectation, bitterly disappointed. The white-robed scholar still refused to give up. "Fellow Daoist, please think it over again."
"No need to say more."
With a sweep of his sleeve, Lin Xuan did not even look at their ugly expressions. He turned into a streak of escaping light and vanished into the distance.
A good while later.
"Husband, what do we do now?"
That gentle, refined air vanished from the white-robed scholar, replaced by a face full of sinister malice. He said viciously, "I never thought the fish wouldn't bite. Damn it."
"This kid really is slippery. But without him, with just the two of us, we truly aren't a match for that Yin Ghost fellow. The Mystic Fire Divine Pearl in his hands..." As if she had touched on something important, the red-clad young woman's voice grew lower and lower.
"No matter. Besides him, there will always be other fish that bite. At worst, we'll just wait here a while longer."
"Mm, that's all we can do."
In the sky several dozen li away, after hearing the two's conversation, a trace of mockery appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
It had always been he who schemed against others; when had he ever been used in return? Although that dual-cultivation couple had acted as if they and Yin Ghost Master shared a hatred as deep as the sea, Lin Xuan had still seen that there was something else hidden within.
While the two were unprepared, Lin Xuan had cast a minor spell on them, then pretended to fly away. In truth, he had not gone far