He was panicking!
He was panicking!!
The story had not even been finished, yet he was already starting to crack. If there was nothing fishy inside, Lin Heng would not believe it even if he were beaten to death.
"Is it because my story makes you feel a little uncomfortable, or is it because I mentioned Little Demoness that makes you uncomfortable, or is it both?"
"After all, what father could endure some brat who slept with his daughter showing off right in front of him?" Lin Heng said in a playful tone.
"I am not the cult leader's father. Stop spouting nonsense!" Black Robe's voice rose sharply, almost shouted out with his face flushed red, because his throat was already somewhat hoarse to begin with.
"Black Robe, why are you getting so emotional? In Jiang Caiyan's eyes, you replaced the role of a father long ago. Otherwise, why would she travel tens of thousands of miles from the Northern Continent back to the Western Continent to save you?"
"Was it merely because of your loyalty?"
"Because the Blood Moon Cult needed you?"
"Don't worry... I won't say a single word of today's conversation to Little Demoness, nor will I tell her my own guesses. But what I want to say is, don't make self-moved sacrifices. Deception is deception. It has never been an excuse called unspeakable hardship."
Lin Heng's tone was cold. He did not continue the story, because if he went on, it would be laying all the cards on the table.
After leaving behind that final sentence, he turned and left directly.
Black Robe said nothing as he listened to the footsteps outside the door gradually fade away. For a moment, he seemed to have aged by several decades, and even his hair had become somewhat pale.