Lu Yin's pupils flickered. Deep in his eyes, boundless killing intent stirred, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
Xia Xing said in a low voice, "They guessed right. You really did come. This news was enough to draw you out, too. Take care of yourself." With that, he turned to leave.
Lu Yin watched his back. "The blood I gave you was fake."
Xia Xing stopped short, then spun around and glared furiously at Lu Yin. "Fake?"
Lu Yin calmly repeated, "Fake."
"You—" Xia Xing was furious.
Lu Yin frowned. "You didn't think a single piece of news was worth that much of Ancestor Chen's blood, did you? News is news. Even if you hadn't told me, it would have spread throughout the Tree Starry Sky in a few days. Since Divine Martial Heaven wanted to draw me out, how could they not publicize it far and wide? Besides, in your words, Lu family blood must be used to atone for our sins, for all of the Tree Starry Sky to see."
Xia Xing gritted his teeth. "What will it take for you to give me Ancestor Chen's blood?"
Lu Yin met his gaze. "Rescue the people who escaped the Lu family's fall. Get them out."
"Impossible. Lu Xiao Xuan, it's not that I'm unwilling; I simply can't do it. You must be joking if you think I can rescue those Lu Family Remnants from Divine Martial Heaven," Xia Xing said.
Lu Yin replied, "If you're worried about Xia Ziheng, I can lure him over and give you an opportunity."
"I said it's impossible. If I did that, everyone would know it was me. I won't do it." Xia Xing wasn't a fool, and he flatly refused.
Killing intent flashed in Lu Yin's eyes. "If you won't do it, then I