"Oh? Is there?"
Ling Xiaohu looked puzzled.
"Did you forget? What we talked about this morning."
Chen Han naturally smiled at Li Hai and his group. Before Ling Xiaohu could speak, he took the lead again. "Then the two of us brothers won't trouble you three any further. We'll all be attending the Ascension Conference anyway, so it won't be too late to meet again then."
"Ha ha, no matter, no matter. Fellow Daoist Chen, Fellow Daoist Ling, if you have matters to attend to, go ahead."
Li Hai waved a hand and smiled amiably.
Then he looked at Chen Han again. "Fellow Daoist Chen, we'll meet again at the Ascension Conference."
The group cupped their hands in farewell before parting ways with Chen Han and Ling Xiaohu. As they passed shoulder to shoulder, Li Hai smiled and patted Ling Xiaohu on the shoulder.
The two nodded to each other again in friendship.
Only after the others had gone far away did Ling Xiaohu turn back to Chen Han, confusion flashing through his eyes.
"What is it? Does Fellow Daoist Chen think there's something wrong with them?"
Chen Han nodded, jerking his chin to signal that they should talk as they walked.
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"Fellow Daoist Chen, if it really is as you guessed, how did you notice it?"
Ling Xiaohu appeared calm on the surface, but his lips moved slightly as he secretly transmitted his voice to Chen Han.
"I didn't notice anything."
Chen Han shook his head. "I simply feel that they're plotting something."
Ling Xiaohu tilted his head, unable to understand.
"So Fellow Daoist Chen, you have persecution delusions?"
Chen Han's mouth twitched. "It's true that the three of them helped me, but they were far too polite. In just a few words, they closed the distance between