Lin Chen felt a chilling aura lock onto him.
He was all too familiar with that aura. It was Spiritual Sense.
That meant his opponent was at least a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.
"Why am I so unlucky?"
Lin Chen wondered to himself.
He was beginning to suspect he was cursed. Wherever he went, trouble followed, and something always had to happen.
With no other choice, he steeled himself, jumped down from the tree, and walked over to them.
He was in such a sorry state that Liu Ruyan and Huang Mingyuan hadn't recognized him.
But the middle-aged man who emerged from the cave looked him up and down.
"An Inner Disciple of the Green Mountain Sect?" The middle-aged man sounded surprised.
The Green Mountain Sect was over a thousand miles from here.
This place was well beyond their jurisdiction. What was an Inner Disciple doing here?
Could they have discovered what he and the others were up to?
Should he silence him?
In that instant, countless thoughts raced through the middle-aged man's mind.
In the end, he forcibly suppressed them.
The Beast Taming Sect and the Green Mountain Sect were both third-rate sects, but the Green Mountain Ancestor was powerful.
The current sect master was no pushover either.
If they truly fought, the Beast Taming Sect would come up short.
However, once their plan succeeded, the Beast Taming Sect's strength would skyrocket.
By then, there would be nothing to fear.
For now, it was best to keep a low profile.
After thinking it over, the middle-aged man immediately let out a hearty laugh. "So you're a nephew from the Green Mountain Sect. May I ask whose disciple you are?"
"Zhao Qingshan, the sect master!" Lin Chen replied without hesitation.
From the man's few words, he could tell he was