The young man before her smiled faintly, calm and unruffled.
Luo Yuxi was completely stunned at the dining table. A Dao Immortal, the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones Technique—one shocking revelation after another had appeared at once, leaving her at a loss for how to describe what she felt.
The young man seated opposite her, that Lian Yifan, now seemed utterly unfamiliar. Gone was the carefree air of her junior brother; all that remained was placidity and silence. It was as though, in a single instant, the person before her had endured a thousand years of vicissitudes. Time had left no traces on his face, yet it had forged an endless river within his eyes.
Lin Chuan looked at Lin Chen, his expression somewhat complicated.
He truly did not know how to define this person.
It could be said that this person knew more of his secrets than anyone else. He had even vaguely touched upon Lin Chuan's greatest secret—that he came from another world. Although the Clear Void Seven Hearts Lamp knew that as well, Lin Chuan had told it himself. Lin Chen, however, had pieced it together through scattered clues.
At the same time, Lin Chen was also Lin Chuan's greatest enemy: the old ancestor of the Lin Clan on the Central River Continent. In a sense, he could be considered an ancestor of the real Lin Chuan. From that perspective, the two of them ought to have been enemies.
Yet from the very beginning, Lin Chen had invited Lin Chuan to join him in—destroying the Lin Clan!
All of this left Lin Chuan feeling confused. He could not see what Lin Chen was really after, nor could he discern this person's true objective. He was like a mystery, a genuine old fox, even more unfathomable