Murong Chuan's words jolted Wu Xianjun awake. He opened his eyes wide, utterly astonished.
Murong Chuan was right. If Lin Bai had wanted to kill Wu Xianjun, he had had two chances. The first had been when Wu Xianjun was trapped in the illusion. At that time, Wu Xianjun had been completely defenseless, and Lin Bai could have taken his life with ease.
The second chance had come when, without Murong Chuan's warning, Wu Xianjun might well have died in Lin Bai's illusion.
Now, Murong Chuan had stepped in to mediate, while Lin Bai had chosen not to keep entangling himself with Wu Xianjun in order to repay Murong Chuan's favor.
"Does Junior Brother Wu Xianjun still not feel humiliated enough?" Murong Chuan's face carried a hint of anger. The jade token he had given Lin Bai at the Sword Hiding Hermitage to let him enter the Eternal Trial had been a favor of no small weight. He had thought he could save that favor for later, but unexpectedly, he had now been forced to agree to let Lin Bai collect on it.
After Lin Bai had repaid the favor today, there would be no friendship left between him and the Heng Province Alliance. If they met again in the future, Lin Bai would no longer have to show them any consideration.
"Are you not coming back?" Murong Chuan shouted at Wu Xianjun. "Leave behind three Dao Heart Stones and come back."
"Yes, sir!" Wu Xianjun could only swallow his humiliation, cut off three Dao Heart Stones, and return to Murong Chuan's side.
Lin Bai cupped his hands toward Wu Xianjun and smiled. Then he guided his Dao Heart Stone aside. Jiang Xuansu, however, smiled and said, "Junior Brother Qing Luo, I never expected that in the short time since