Yin-Yang arts truly were an exceedingly powerful ability.
Lin Chuan had long since guessed Xiao Heng's identity. Especially since Xiao Heng had never made much effort to conceal his abilities—many times, the confidence and omniscience he displayed did partly come from his vast knowledge and sharp memory, but more of it came from his identity as a Yin-Yang Master.
"You running into me by that lake wasn't a coincidence, was it?" Lin Chuan asked casually.
"Mhm, we were waiting for you," Xiao Heng replied directly.
"Why do I feel like I've stepped into some kind of trap..." Lin Chuan curled his lip and looked up at the sky.
"Then do you want to jump out of it?" Xiao Heng said with a smile.
"Not for now. Once I discover your true purpose, I'll decide what to do then," Lin Chuan said solemnly.
"Then I'm afraid you'll never get out. I've never seen anyone escape Xiao Heng's grasp," Shi Jin said as he toyed with Santai's ring.
"You're talking about yourself, aren't you?" Lin Chuan laughed.
"Not entirely..." Shi Jin raised his head and answered sincerely.
"Don't forget, I'm a Yin-Yang Master too. Though my level is far below yours, I can still see some things," Lin Chuan said softly.
The three of them chatted leisurely, and the atmosphere was more harmonious than it had ever been since they first met.
Lin Chuan did not want to pry too deeply into the reasons Xiao Heng and Shi Jin had joined [Akatsuki]. These two were mysterious and powerful, but at the very least, they bore him no ill will.
When he had created [Akatsuki], his original intention had been for the divine envoys to support and help one another. Everyone had their own reason for joining [Akatsuki]—Kong Chen wanted to revive Ling