"She hadn't been afraid from beginning to end." Cai Keqing rarely spoke. Wutong was the opposite of her in personality: one was cute and outgoing, the other cold and reserved. But they shared one trait—they were both fearless. Cai Keqing had seen that quality in Wutong's eyes.
Lu Yin smiled. "She's a talent. Too bad her cultivation is too weak. Otherwise, I would've taken her too."
As he spoke, he glanced at Palace Mistress Yao. Just moments ago, when Wutong had asked for the second time whether they could trade for the Da Ling Saint, Palace Mistress Yao had told Lu Yin something: the Fallen Alliance also belonged to Yu Sang Tian.
That fact had changed Lu Yin's thinking. Only then had he learned of the arrangement Yu Sang Tian had set up in the Mindscape: the Qi family and the Fallen Alliance. They seemed to be at odds, yet both belonged to Yu Sang Tian. This effectively kept the other Sovereigns from meddling in the Mindscape, while sowing suspicion among them. What a clever move.
Yu Sang Tian was a formidable opponent—not only powerful, but also sharp-minded.
Lu Yin looked around. "People from the Mindscape, don't bother me. The Fallen Alliance stole the White Willow. The Da Ling Saint said so himself. Don't come bothering me again, or I'll catch every last one of you who does."
His voice carried in every direction, drawing one stunned reaction after another.
The Fallen Alliance had stolen the White Willow? Was that for real?
"Impossible. How could it be the Fallen Alliance? They can barely protect themselves under the Qi family's pressure. How would they dare oppose the Qi family?"
"Why not? Who else could steal the White Willow from the Mindscape?"
"The one who stole the White Willow must have been