His robes were clean and neat, and even the sachet at his waist gave off a faint, secluded fragrance. On the surface, he looked no different from a living person.
Only his grayish-white, deathly still eyes and his bloodless, expressionless face marked him as something that was no longer alive.
"Wu Lin!"
The Aloof Swordsman's eyes widened. The moment he saw this person, he could not help crying out in alarm.
The courtesan of Red Candle Hall and the young man had already been scared witless. They cowered in the corner, not daring to move.
Lin Bai heard the Aloof Swordsman cry out a name. His brows immediately lifted as he asked, "You know this person?"
The Aloof Swordsman nodded repeatedly, the terrified look never leaving his face. "If I'm not mistaken, this person should be a disciple of the Seventh Divine Hall. His name is Wu Lin!"
"When he joined the Nine Great Palaces back then, his extraordinary talent and strength caused quite a stir in Nine Underworlds City. That's why I remember him."
"However... ten years ago, Wu Lin vanished mysteriously from Nine Underworlds City."
"Some people said that Wu Lin had left Nine Underworlds City. He had been sent by the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace to handle matters in the outside world."
"An immortal?" Wu Lin was stunned again.
"Senior Brother Lin Bai, you're not kind." The Aloof Swordsman flashed to the side, gripping his saber hilt with both hands as he glared coldly at Fei Jing.
"That..." The Aloof Swordsman was taken aback.
The Aloof Swordsman stepped back twice and asked Wu Lin.
Then Lin Bai drove his sword forward and clashed fiercely with the Aloof Swordsman.
"Anyway, there are very few rumors about those forbidden places in Nine Underworlds City, and it's impossible to tell