The moment Immortal Lord Cangmo spoke, the air in the hall grew heavier.
Neither Purple Firmament Heavenly Lord nor Elder Shen nor any of the others answered. They merely turned their gazes toward Lin Changqing.
They, too, wanted to know how Qingwu Heavenly Lord would respond.
Lin Changqing fell silent for a moment, in no hurry to speak.
Of course he understood what Immortal Lord Cangmo meant.
Wanting to protect someone did not mean he could. If the Golden Qilin Demon Court made its move, who could stop it?
Any other True Immortal in his place.
Would probably have buckled under the pressure and handed Golden Radiance over, however painful it was...
Lin Changqing's mind remained perfectly clear.
He looked up to meet Immortal Lord Cangmo's gaze, his tone calm.
"I understand your kindness, Senior."
"But there are certain things I cannot explain openly just yet."
He paused, an apologetic look appearing on his face.
"When the time comes, you will naturally understand."
"Please rest assured, Senior."
"Without sufficient confidence, I would not have made this choice."
Immortal Lord Cangmo stared at him for several breaths.
The hall was so quiet that the faint crackle of burning lamp wicks could be heard.
After a moment, Immortal Lord Cangmo nodded slightly.
"Very well."
"Since you do not wish to speak, I will not force you."
"I shall wait and see."
At those words, the corners of Lin Changqing's mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.
He could already picture himself breaking through to Profound Immortal on the spot after refusing the Qilin race's envoys.
What expression would the Saint Lord before him wear then?
He added with a smile.
"When the time comes, I will certainly give you a surprise, Senior."
Hearing this, Immortal Lord Cangmo grew even more curious.
In all his years,