Looking at the old man who had appeared, Dugu Zixuan and the others could not help but become extremely wary.
That innate, wrathless authority on him was something they had only ever felt from their own clan's ancestor.
Supreme!
The Supreme ancestor of the Old Lin Family had appeared, a whole level stronger than even the half-step Supreme Lin Tianhe.
Lin Tiancheng passed by them and walked straight toward one of the two main chairs before the hall.
Lin Tianhe, however, did not sit. He merely stood where he was with his hands clasped behind his back.
Dugu Feng braced himself and cupped his hands. "May I ask if you are Ancestor Lin?"
Lin Tiancheng was unsmiling and gave a slight nod. "Correct. This sovereign is the ancestor of the Lin Clan, Lin Tiancheng!"
"The information you received, our Old Lin Family can receive as well. This sovereign guessed that you would fall into the trap of the other immortal clans!"
Dugu Zixuan stepped forward two paces. "Ancestor Lin, if the Nine Dust Alliance is surrounded without rescue, they will inevitably be wiped out!"
"You want us to abandon our own people? We can't agree to that. Even my son Xiao Heng would never agree!"
As her words fell, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.
The Dugu Clan had no tradition of stabbing allies in the back and abandoning teammates, so naturally they could not accept the Old Lin Family's proposal.
Shen Yeting reached out and tugged Dugu Feng's somewhat tense arm, signaling him not to speak yet, then spoke first herself. "Ancestor Lin, this 'besieging a point to strike at reinforcements' and setting a trap that you just mentioned, what does it mean? Can you explain it clearly?"
Lin Tiancheng remained seated upright. On that stern,