Long Yu laid out his arrangements for Lu Lin.
But Lu Lin shook his head.
"Hmm? Lu Lin, what do you mean by shaking your head?"
"Do you not want to take part in the duel?"
"No."
Lu Lin looked at Long Yu's spectral figure.
"Senior Long Yu."
"Actually, I'd already had some vague suspicions about everything you told me today."
"But I don't think a duel is necessary."
Lu Lin spoke slowly.
"Why?"
Long Yu's tone suddenly grew stern.
"Lu Lin, this match has been a cherished wish of mine and Zhuo Jiu's for many years."
"I understand. Are you afraid that if you lose, I'll think less of you?"
"Put your mind at ease. I don't care that much about winning or losing. Just do your best."
"Whatever the outcome, I won't blame you."
"That's not it."
Lu Lin shook his head, his eyes fixed on Long Yu.
"Senior Long Yu, I'm very grateful that you gave me the system, and grateful for all the care and help you've given me over the years. The reason I'm turning down the duel isn't that I'm afraid of losing, but..."
"But what?"
Long Yu asked anxiously.
"But, as far as I'm concerned, I'm certain I can win."
"Certain you can win?"
Long Yu was taken aback by Lu Lin's attitude. "Lu Lin, what do you mean? Tian Xiaoling is a supreme powerhouse Zhuo Jiu has cultivated for many years. In this era of your universe, she's undoubtedly the strongest. As for someone like Dao Prison, there's no way he could be her opponent."
Long Yu revealed something, but Lu Lin didn't seem surprised.
"Senior Long Yu, I already knew. Although Dao Prison is hailed as the strongest in the human race, his combat strength is far below the Three Swords'."