The two of them said the advantage was theirs, but their faces were still full of eagerness as they took the initiative to move closer, all flattery.
"I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Dugu's great name. Seeing you today, your reputation is truly well deserved.
Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for lending a hand and helping us deal with the remnants of the Song Clan."
The Taoist nun's gaze swept over the two of them. Her left hand was behind her back, and her tone was cold and eerie. "You are from the Changlin Clan?"
"Indeed. I am Lin Tiancheng."
"I am Lin Wenyue!"
The two of them each gave their names, but who would have thought the Taoist Nun would merely give a cold snort, the killing intent on her body completely undisguised.
"Should this venerable one address you as Fellow Daoist Lin, or should I call you in-laws?"
She bit especially hard on the word "in-laws."
Clearly, the origins between the Old Lin Family and Lin Heng had already become known on Great Mountain's side.
The Taoist Nun had come this time partly to reinforce them, having heard this side had run into trouble, and partly because she wanted to demand an explanation from the Old Lin Family.
After all, Dugu Qingyang openly coming over to support Lin Heng was beyond reproach. It was nothing more than a personal choice.
The problem was, this Lin Heng was actually a member of the immortal Lin Clan.
On Great Mountain's side, they had already made plans for this Lin Clan, intending to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.
In the end, it had now come out that they were Lin Heng's paternal clan, and their Dugu Clan had spent so many resources, connections, and favors to prop him up.