"What, fellow Daoist, you've heard of this good friend of mine as well?" Li Yaotian stroked his beard, turned back, and revealed a faint smile.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded, the shock on his face already vanished without a trace.
Even so, there was still a little unease drumming in his heart.
This True Person Linglong was just as his name suggested: incomparably smooth in his dealings, with friends all under heaven. It was said that whether righteous or demonic, whether the three teachings or the nine schools, he could get along harmoniously with them all.
But what shook Lin Xuan was not this. Rather, this True Person Linglong was also one of Seven Absolutes Heaven's managers, specifically in charge of business in the southwestern region of You Province.
He had not expected that this exchange meeting was being held by him!
"What, fellow Daoist, is something troubling you?" Li Yaotian was also an old fox, and very quickly saw Lin Xuan's hesitation.
"Heh, it's nothing. I was just a little surprised to hear True Person Linglong's great name." Lin Xuan smiled as he explained.
Thinking it over carefully, he had nothing to worry about at all. Although he had formed a grudge with the Ghost Emperor Haotian, the ones who ought to feel guilty were them. Here in the cultivators' stronghold, would those ghosts and wraiths really dare make a move against him?
Besides, to an existence like the Ghost Emperor, what had happened that day was merely an insignificant little interlude. Not to mention that he, a dignified Ghost Emperor, had actually let a mere Core Condensation cultivator escape from his hands—if that got out, it would hurt his face far too much. So he most likely kept his lips sealed about the matter and would never spread it