Wang Xin took a step forward, arrived before Ye Lin, and asked with a frown.
This man's talent was far too terrifying, and his combat strength absurdly high—it was clear from his earlier attack.
To be honest, he did not wish to make an enemy of such a person.
As long as Ye Lin now said that Qin Chuan had not identified himself before, everything could still be salvaged. They could simply offer an apology afterward.
After all, when prodigies slaughtered one another, how could there be no deaths?
Especially a prodigy of this era. He himself had once been a prodigy, and he understood their pride—the kind that feared neither heaven nor earth. Much less an unparalleled monster like Ye Lin.
Right now, he was truly giving Ye Lin a way out.
As long as he said he had not known, they could withdraw at once.
Hearing this, Qin Zong, beside him, frowned and glanced at his longtime friend. After much deliberation, he ultimately remained silent.
He had indeed been blinded by rage just now. Thinking back on it now, he truly could not become enemies with this junior before him.
If they really killed him, they would likely bring trouble upon the Supreme Immortal Sect.
"That's right. So, Ye Lin, this old man asks you: when Qin Chuan was killed by you, did he identify himself or not?"
"You had best think carefully before answering."
The remaining elder, Jin Sheng, also stepped forward and looked at Ye Lin with a kindly gaze.
If before it had merely been a hint, now it was an outright implication.
All three were giving Ye Lin a way out. As long as Ye Lin said he had not known, all would be well.
They could discuss other matters afterward. In any case,