Ye Lin's reputation had only just been cleared. He was merely a pitiable man forced to join the Heavenly Court to stay alive.
Now, the Human Race was trying every possible way to draw Ye Lin into their camp, yet before long, Ye Lin would be killed by the Heavenly Court.
The Heavenly Court would regain its dignity, but the Human Race's dignity would suffer a devastating blow.
Therefore, the best outcome was for Ye Lin to help neither side and remain in this awkward position.
"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, you truly see things clearly."
"If Fellow Daoist wishes to stay here, then by all means, stay. However long you wish. Once the Heavenly Court's great momentum is spent, Fellow Daoist may enter the Human Race directly."
"Those people Fellow Daoist brought have caused us quite a bit of trouble these past days. I wonder..."
The old man stroked his beard and nodded with a kindly expression. He had lived through countless ages and could see through everything with incomparable clarity.
There was another layer to Ye Lin's meaning: he was watching from the sidelines. If he joined the Human Race now and the Human Race lost, Ye Lin would surely die.
Thus, Ye Lin was observing. No matter how things ended, he would be able to withdraw unscathed.
But Ye Lin had now given them an irrefutable reason, so the matter was simply brushed aside.
"Fellow Daoists, I came down alone this time to suppress the Human Race. I don't recall bringing anyone with me?"
Upon hearing the old man's words, Ye Lin wore a bewildered expression, his eyes full of confusion.
The five people before him exchanged glances, then all smiled and nodded at Ye Lin.
"Fellow Daoist, farewell."
"Fellow Daoist, stay here properly. As