Yin Wuchang's so-called confidence struck Su Xin as laughable.
From Yin Wuchang's behavior, Su Xin could tell exactly what he was thinking. Unfortunately, Yin Wuchang had miscalculated.
The Six Fan Sect was realistic as well. If you wanted to rest on your laurels and live off past merits, that was fine—the Six Fan Sect could afford to support a Soul Fusion Realm martial artist.
But if you began acting recklessly because of your past achievements, the Six Fan Sect certainly would not indulge you.
Tie Zhan had seen this matter clearly. Yin Wuchang had brought death upon himself.
Between a Soul Fusion Realm martial artist who relied on his seniority to disregard all authority and a future Imperial Court minister of boundless potential like Su Xin, there was no need to say which mattered more.
That was why Tie Zhan had someone deliver a message directly to Su Xin: the Six Fan Sect would not interfere in Yin Wuchang's affairs, nor did it intend to. Su Xin could deal with him as he pleased.
Su Xin looked at Yin Wuchang as if he were already dead.
That gaze made Yin Wuchang intensely uncomfortable. Just as he was about to say something, Su Xin said calmly, "Yin Wuchang, you are a clever man. Unfortunately, you have never used that cleverness in the right place.
"The Six Fan Sect cannot protect you. Nor can your past merits protect you. Anyone Su Xin wants dead—no one dares stop me, and no one can stop me."
Yin Wuchang's expression changed at once. He hurriedly said, "Su Xin! Think this through! If you truly dare to kill me, you will be betraying the Imperial Court!
"You are an important minister of the Imperial Court, but I too have rendered countless services to it. If you