After offending the Huai Yuan Cold Sect, Lu Yin's days within the sect really would be difficult. Mo Gao He could slap any charge he wanted onto him, and once the Huai Yuan Cold Sect spoke up, even if Lu Yin didn't die, he'd have to lose a layer of skin.
There was no way Mo Gao He had obtained intelligence about the Zhu Family on his own. The one who'd made a move was undoubtedly Bai Shao Hong, the Cold Immortal Sect's young patriarch.
Lu Yin was in the Cold Sect, and his identity was different now. He couldn't simply assassinate Mo Gao He, nor could he use an assassin from the Nameless Organization to do it. The only way was to deal with Mo Gao He within the Cold Sect's rules. The best option was to make him bear some charge and get him expelled from the sect. Even if he didn't die, a White Dragon Clan son-in-law expelled from the Cold Sect would become a laughingstock throughout the Upper Realm and even the Tree Starry Sky. He wouldn't be the only one disgraced—the White Dragon Clan would be, too.
Long Xi had asked him to join the Cold Sect to protect him, but there were advantages and disadvantages to that arrangement.
"I didn't expect you to get here ahead of me, and even become a member of the White Dragon Clan," Bu Jian Guang said, his tone full of amazement. He rarely expressed such feelings, but Lu Yin's experiences struck him as extraordinary.
Lu Yin gave a bitter smile. "It wasn't my choice. Look at me—I've got people trying to deal with me even inside the Cold Sect. They've calculated everything. One wrong move, and it's easy to die."
"You were extremely lucky that Mo Gao He