603. Many thanks, Master

Though he was the Clan Leader, Luo Yuan still could not hide his shock.

He stood in the great hall, his body slightly stiff, staring blankly at Lin Fan.

He could scarcely believe his own ears.

Suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, he took a deep breath and cautiously confirmed again and again, "Senior, is what you just said true?"

There was a faint, barely perceptible unease in his voice, as though he feared waking from a beautiful dream.

He feared he had misheard, feared it was nothing more than an illusory promise.

At the side, Saintess Orchid's beautiful eyes were also wide open, ripples of light flowing within them as she stared at Lin Fan in disbelief.

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, yet she swallowed the words back down.

The Saintess of the Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan had always been dignified and self-controlled, yet she rarely revealed such a loss of composure.

Lin Fan took in both their reactions.

A calm smile rested on his lips, and his voice was as tranquil as a deep pool. "What? You don't believe me?"

"I wouldn't dare..." Luo Yuan hurriedly lowered his gaze, seemingly weighing his words. He neither wished to offend this unfathomable senior nor let him underestimate the terror of the Spirit-Devouring Clan.

After a moment, he drew a deep breath and respectfully bent at the waist before Lin Fan.

He bowed deeply and said solemnly, "If Senior can help the Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan resolve this crisis, it would be no different from the grace of being reborn for our clan."

"It's just..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"Just what?" Lin Fan looked at him with an indifferent gaze.

After hesitating for a moment,