Silence settled over the surroundings. Those watching Lu Yin from the open and from the shadows exchanged glances. They came from various factions and had tacitly agreed to keep an eye on him, but they wouldn't talk to one another.
No one would ask where the others were from. You'd have to be an idiot.
"Brother, where are you from?" someone actually asked.
A murderous glint flashed in the person's eyes. "Get lost."
The asker rolled his eyes. "Come on, be a little more generous. Tell me. We might be from the same hometown."
"I said get lost!" The person was furious. He saw Lu Yin's gaze drift over. Had their conversation drawn his attention? Damn it, he didn't want to die.
The asker pursed his lips. "So stingy."
The person wanted nothing more than to kill him, if only the timing weren't so bad.
He memorized the man's face. Just you wait.
"Come here."
The person stiffened and turned in a daze, meeting Lu Yin's gaze.
He was scared, terrified, on the verge of tears. It wasn't me. I didn't want to talk. It wasn't me.
Suddenly, someone slapped his shoulder, nearly scaring him unconscious.
"Brother, he was calling me." The man who had just questioned him stepped forward and headed toward Lu Yin.
The person was dumbfounded. What was going on?
On the sedan chair, Lu Yin watched the young man jog over. "You're from the Gate of All Laws?"
The young man beamed brightly. "Yes, I'm from the Gate of All Laws. Greetings, Third Master."
Lu Yin's lips curved. "Get in touch with the Gate of All Laws and have them give me an explanation."
The young man blinked. "An explanation for what?"
"For the matter with the Boundless. Give me an explanation," Lu Yin said.
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