At Madam Miaoyin's words, Chen Lin's thoughts churned.
His first thought was that she, too, had been possessed by a Youruo remnant thought.
There had been nothing particularly special among Ancestor Lingtian's belongings, apart from the unusual portrait of Youruo's eyeball. There was also the Black Little Snake, which was likely connected to Youruo.
"What, are you still going to deny that Ancestor Lingtian died at your hands? I, Madam Miaoyin, always plan before I act. If I weren't certain, I would never have come looking for you!"
When Chen Lin remained silent for so long, Madam Miaoyin's voice turned slightly cold.
Chen Lin's gaze flickered.
So she had already set her sights on him. Tossing the embroidered ball had been a way to lure him here.
With that realization, he said, "That's right. I killed Ancestor Lingtian. But I've already sold most of his belongings, and I threw some miscellaneous odds and ends into the sea. What exactly are you looking for?"
At those words, Madam Miaoyin and Yin Jiuling both frowned.
Seeing this, Chen Lin continued, "I have no quarrel with either of you. If you aren't looking to avenge Ancestor Lingtian and merely want something from his belongings, just tell me. If I have it, I'll give it to you. As it happens, I also have something I'd like your help with, madam. We can consider it a trade."
"Oh?"
Madam Miaoyin looked briefly taken aback, then asked in puzzlement, "You want my help? With what?"
Seeing an opening, Chen Lin immediately turned his wrist and took out a copy of the Wall Inscription he had prepared beforehand. Wrapping it in mana, he sent it over to her.
The characters were jumbled, and only some of them were included. Until he understood their meaning, he did not