Call Me Director Lin

Lin Tiancheng and Lin Wenyue exchanged a glance, then hurried after him.

The two moved even faster, quickly intercepting Lin Heng outside the gates of the immortal mountain as he prepared to leave.

"Grandson, don't run so fast!" Lin Tiancheng stopped him.

Lin Heng frowned slightly. "Call me Director Lin!"

Lin Tiancheng: ???

Lin Wenyue kept a straight face and said lightly, "If you go looking for your mother now, our entire plan will go down the drain!"

"You think our plan is no good?"

"I'd already thought of using the Hong Clan in the far south as a point of leverage, but there was never any part about using me as bait!"

"If it were me, I'd join forces with the Nine Dust Alliance for another raid on their home turf, using that raid as a smokescreen to force the Immortal Clan to send more people back to defend it!"

"Then we'd make a show of force while actually bluffing, and have the Nine Dust Alliance's main force withdraw. There's no need to make things so troublesome!" Lin Heng said with knitted brows.

His idea was similar to that of the Old Lin Family: both aimed to divide the Immortal Clan.

There was no need to truly win them over. They only needed to make them suspicious of one another.

For example, they could send the Hong Clan an invitation to form an alliance. Whether they believed it or not, whether they accepted or refused!

So long as that invitation spread, would the other Immortal Clans set their guard against the Hong Clan?

Would they become suspicious of them?

After all, the Hong Clan's headquarters lay in the southwest of the Central Domain, with three Immortal Clans standing in front of them.

No matter how things went, it should