Who is this person? What do they want?
Lin Zhengren felt his vigilance spike to the absolute limit, yet he did not rashly make a move.
To have someone close in on him to such a degree without him noticing was proof enough of the gap in their strength, especially given the pressure radiating from the figure behind him, which felt as tangible as a physical weight.
Lin Zhengren would not do anything reckless.
He did not circulate a single thread of Dao Essence, signaling that he had no intention of resisting. Then, with a stiff body, he slowly turned around.
And so, he saw a person wearing a Mountain Ghost mask.
Fu Baosong had said that the person who broke into the City Daoist Academy that night was wearing a Mountain Ghost mask!
"I have no intention of offending you!"
Lin Zhengren stated his position directly: "I know nothing of the matters at the City Daoist Academy, nor do I have any interest in them!"
"However," Jiang Wang said, his voice twisted and slow, "you were looking for me everywhere just a moment ago."
"I was merely putting on a show; I wasn't truly looking. With your strength, you should be able to see that clearly!"
Jiang Wang looked at him gloomily: "The human heart is separated by skin; it is very difficult for me to see clearly."
This gaze made Lin Zhengren uneasy. He gritted his teeth: "Whatever you need to see clearly, please just say it!"
Jiang Wang smiled, a cold, chilling sound. With a casual flick of his finger, a Fireball shot out, smashing through the courtyard wall and streaking into the night sky, where it exploded with a loud "bang."
"Prove it to me," Jiang Wang said.
Lin Zhengren's face turned deathly pale. He exerted