Ye Lin nodded in satisfaction at the sight. It seemed these people still knew what was good for them.
Ye Lin bringing this up now was not taking advantage of a crisis. The next move would be rather dangerous, and he had no desire to be stabbed in the back by these people.
"Next, let me tell everyone one more thing. I have already informed the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. The Shu Mountain Sword Sect will be sending us support."
Ye Lin rested his chin on his hand and spoke softly, sending shock across the faces of everyone below.
"Why? The situation is improving now. If we do this, they..."
A prodigy immediately began to question him. The situation was looking excellent; the scales of victory were tilting toward them.
Yet Ye Lin actually wanted to ask the Shu Mountain Sword Sect for help.
The Shu Mountain Sword Sect was a Golden Immortal faction. None of the other Golden Immortal factions had intervened, and if the Shu Mountain Sword Sect stepped in, it would mean they had taken the initiative to break the rules.
When that time came, the Golden Immortal factions backing the stowaways would surely go mad as well, and the originally favorable situation would turn into a complete mess.
Ye Lin was personally burying their enormous advantage.
If they did this, all their previous efforts would go down the drain.
Now, none of them knew what medicine Ye Lin was selling from his gourd, nor did they know what he was planning.
"That is also why I want you to acknowledge me as your leader."
Looking at the baffled expressions of the crowd below, Ye Lin smiled. Dugu Feng and Poison Venerable beside him were equally confused.
Sorry, but the two of them could not figure out