Inside Lin Mansion.
Lin Shunhe was still as he had been before—somewhat portly, smiling, with the air of a wealthy man carrying a faint thread of authority.
But upon closer inspection, one could spot faint purple floral patterns occasionally flashing through his eyes.
The patter of footsteps came from outside, and the purple patterns in Lin Shunhe's eyes swiftly faded away.
He looked up at the entrance and saw a familiar figure slowly step into the main hall. It was Lin Hui, dressed in white robes with twin swords on his back.
"Why aren't you at your temple? What brought you here to see me? At this time of day, aren't you usually cultivating hard at Qingfeng Temple?" Lin Shunhe looked at his son in some surprise.
"It's been a long time. I heard you were back, old man, so I came to see how things were. You weren't hurt, were you?" Lin Hui looked at his father, a trace of doubt flashing through his eyes.
For some reason, he felt that after this trip, his father seemed to have changed considerably.
Yet he could not put his finger on exactly what had changed. It was simply a different feeling.
"Of course I wasn't hurt. With so many bodyguards around, what could possibly happen to me?" Lin Shunhe said with a smile. "You, on the other hand, need to be careful. Quite a few Wanhua Sect followers have come through my store lately. You know, even followers have to live and buy things, so United Supermarket's information network can be called the most well-informed. Wanhua Sect is an exceedingly sinister sect. They are highly accomplished at imitation and disguise; they have even successfully infiltrated the Three Greats of the Inner City. You absolutely must be cautious."
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"Abilities in disguise