Seeing Ye Lin emerge, the middle-aged man standing at the center cupped his fists and bowed to him.
"Ye Lin."
Ye Lin answered blandly. A Second Tribulation Loose Immortal—his strength was decent.
"Fellow Daoist, you descended upon my Heavenly Constant Sect without explanation and forcefully slew our Third Elder and Fifth Elder. Such conduct shows complete disregard for my Heavenly Constant Sect."
"I hope Fellow Daoist can give my Heavenly Constant Sect an explanation."
After seeing Ye Lin walk out of the Grand Elder's private chamber completely unscathed, he had known something was wrong.
Grand Elder Wang Sandao was his father, and he knew his father's temperament.
Though the years had tempered him and made him much steadier, at his core, he was still a God of Slaughter.
For this man to commit such a monstrous crime and still walk out intact, he clearly had some real skill.
If this incident had not enraged the entire Heavenly Constant Sect, if he had not needed to quell the resentment of the sect's members, he would not have wanted to come at all.
His father knew about this. If Ye Lin died, there was no need for him; if Ye Lin lived, there was still no need for him.
He had come on this trip only to lose face.
"Do I need to explain myself to you just because I killed two ants? Move aside."
Ye Lin said coldly. He had merely killed two blind ants—since when was it this man's turn to reprimand him?
At the same time, Ye Lin could not help but mock the two men's names.
One was Wang Sandao, the other Wang Erdao. What else could he say? He could only say... 6.
With that, Ye Lin flicked his sleeve and sent Wang Erdao flying. Under the