Sure enough, Third Young Master Bai's previously obvious hostility and killing intent gradually faded. Killing these three might not have been difficult for Mr. Yue, but aside from venting a grievance, it would offer no substantive help.
On the contrary, he knew very little about the two people who had entered the Golden Hall ahead of him, yet he needed to learn more about them. These three were an excellent opening, useful tools for dealing with those two.
Furthermore, Third Young Master Bai did not trust the Buddhist, Daoist, and Confucian members of his own party and was deeply wary of them. If three more powerful figures from Yanzhou joined the camp, they might restrain one another and prevent too much trouble from falling on him.
Finally, and most crucially, although he carried the Record of Exorcising Heresy, he was far from fully familiar with the secret realm and the Golden Hall. Having a few more cannon fodder to test the waters could do no harm.
All this rested solely on Mr. Yue's grandmaster-level martial arts, but as long as Mr. Yue stood on his side, that was enough.
As for whether these three might become threats to him, or even reap the fisherman's profit after the snipe and clam fought, Third Young Master Bai did not care in the slightest. With the Record of Exorcising Heresy in hand, it was equivalent to already holding a ticket of admission to success. How could he be threatened by people sustained only by ambition and luck?
Thus, after pondering for a moment, Third Young Master Bai looked to Mr. Yue. Though he had already made his decision, he still needed to consider Mr. Yue's feelings and show him due respect.
"Master Yue, what do you think?"
"Third Young Master, the Seven Star