Jiang Lin: I Am Guilty! Let the Soul Craftsman Exterminate My Nine Clans!

"Love all living beings? The Soul Clan?" Inside the Mo Mansion of the Soul Hall, when Hun Ke'er heard those words, she studied Jiang Lin's face seriously, trying to see whether he was actually serious.

"Are you sure you're not joking?" Hun Ke'er's voice was full of skepticism.

"Mm. As a member of the Soul Clan, why does Martial Aunt Ke'er hold the same attitude toward the Soul Clan as those ordinary outsiders?" Jiang Lin smiled.

Hun Ke'er rolled her eyes at Jiang Lin irritably, glanced at Lei Dong, Lan Hong, and the others beside him, then parted her red lips. "Go on. What exactly are you trying to say? The Mo Mansion holds a rather special position within the Soul Clan, so there are more things we can say."

Within the Soul Clan, most people could only be grateful and were not allowed to speak ill of the Soul Clan. If asked why, the answer was that it would undermine the clan's unity and stability. However, the Mo Mansion branch was somewhat special. Although there were not many people in the Mo Mansion branch, they did not use the "Soul Devouring" method to raise their soul realm, so the Soul Clan members of the Mo Mansion were far more sensible.

"Martial Aunt Ke'er, you're no fun when you talk. Being too smart isn't good either." Jiang Lin shook his head slightly. Under Hun Ke'er's annoyed gaze, he lifted his teacup and gently blew on the steam. Back then, Xiao Yan had acted so convincingly for his Senior Disciple Brother Han Feng that Han Feng had doubted his entire life. Yet here with Hun Ke'er, Jiang Lin could not keep up the act at all.

"Tell me, Martial Aunt Ke'er. When will my cheap grandmaster, the Soul Craftsman, return?" Jiang