"Your idea is good, but be careful. Cooperating with Forbidden Void is no different from seeking a tiger's hide—watch out, or they may drag you into the Abyss."
Xu Changsheng looked at Ye Lin with a grave expression. With him present among the Demon Domain's Golden Immortal factions, no one would dare lay a cruel hand on Ye Lin, because he could protect him.
But before Forbidden Void, he was powerless. If Forbidden Void truly harbored any special designs toward Ye Lin, then even an old man like him would be unable to protect Ye Lin.
After all, a faction of that level and his Shu Mountain Sword Sect stood on entirely different planes. They could crush him with a single finger.
That was why it took all the Golden Immortal factions of the Demon Domain together to barely keep them in check.
"Of course. Don't forget I have this. If Forbidden Void really has any special designs on me, then I'll truly be calling in people. I imagine they'll give me that much face."
Ye Lin raised his arm and gave it a shake. When Xu Changsheng saw the string of golden bracelets around Ye Lin's wrist, he fell silent for a moment, then laughed.
Indeed, how had he forgotten about that?
Ye Lin still had a trump card in his hand. Once this thing was brought out, those old fogeys in the Human Ancestor Hall would certainly give Ye Lin some face.
"Since that is the case, I have nothing to worry about."
Xu Changsheng leaned back in his chair and spoke calmly. Now that everything had been settled, there was nothing left for him to worry over.
What Ye Lin wanted to tell Xu Changsheng, however, was that the Xuanyuan Sword was far from his only trump