After hearing Lu Yin, Fatty Bai patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. The White Dragon Clan may not be a match for the Cold Immortal Sect, but we won't let people push us around, either. Everyone has an ancestor backing them up. If they push us too far, we can just pull off another White Dragon Transformation, like when we sent the entire Lu—" He abruptly sobered up, glancing around in alarm before letting out a relieved breath.
Lu Yin looked confused. "The entire what?"
Fatty Bai immediately gestured for him to be quiet. His face, which had been flushed from drinking, turned deathly pale. "Don't bring that up."
A glint flashed in Lu Yin's eyes. There was clearly no one else around, yet Fatty Bai was terrified over just one sentence. Did it involve some critically important secret? White Dragon Transformation. Lu? Lu? Did he mean land, or the Lu family?
Lu Yin didn't want to make that connection, but he increasingly felt that he was picking up on a thread. He suddenly remembered what Long Xi had said earlier: the White Dragon Transformation was powerful enough to push the entire Upper Realm away. What did that have to do with the Lu family?
Fatty Bai's words had sounded more like they'd sent the entire land away.
Lu Yin's thoughts were in disarray. He tried to grasp that hazy clue, but Fatty Bai cut him off. "Brother, don't worry. Here in the Yin Mountain Area, Sect Master Fourth Uncle doesn't care about anything and doesn't get involved in conflicts. Even the Cold Immortal Sect can't do anything about him. As for me, I'm from the Wang family and don't get along with the Cold Immortal Sect. I won't give you trouble, either. So at least here in the