"Kid, after watching for so long, are you planning to let the mantis stalk the cicada while the oriole waits behind? Or are you waiting to pick up the scraps after we've both been wounded?"
After dealing with Wang Chongming, Ye Lin's gaze blazed as he abruptly turned and stared into the void behind him.
Under Ye Lin's gaze, ripples spread through the distant space, and a young man scratched his head as he stepped out of it.
"Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I only saw that you two were both quite powerful, so I wanted to observe up close and learn a thing or two."
"I had no other intentions."
"Since everything's settled now, I'll be off then. Farewell, Fellow Daoist. Bye-bye."
The young man gave Ye Lin a friendly smile, then scratched his head and turned to leave on his own.
Yet before he had taken more than a few steps, a strand of Sword Qi brushed past him and shot into the distance.
The young man's expression froze, and he stood there blankly, at a loss for what to do.
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not is naturally for me to decide. You don't get to say."
"You say it's a misunderstanding, but I say it isn't."
"So, Fellow Daoist, since I discovered you, and since you've already come out, then become my points."
As soon as Ye Lin finished speaking, the young man felt his soul nearly fly from his body. He immediately fled into the void and vanished.
In terms of strength, he was only slightly stronger than Wang Chongming. He was nowhere near Wang Chongming's equal, much less Ye Lin's.
"Where do you think you can run to?"
Ye Lin's eyes gradually turned black and white, his pupils beginning to rotate.
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