By ordinary standards, after learning what the Immortal King had done, Lin Yi was still willing to stand unconditionally on the Immortal King's side and, before the Olympian Gods, use a special flame to burn Duzai's soul directly into the Void.
Lin Yi's actions showed that he stood with the Immortal King. The Immortal King should have been pleased by this.
But how could the Immortal King possibly be an ordinary person?
He saw farther than anyone else.
All these years, his trust in Lin Yi had merely been an act.
No matter who he dealt with, so long as they might cross paths with him, he was exceedingly cautious. Even if they were far weaker than him, he would treat them as evenly matched opponents.
Living that way was exhausting, but it also kept the Immortal King firmly seated on his throne.
His interactions with Lin Yi—or rather, his interactions with anyone—were a game of strategy. At every moment, he was playing against countless people.
Great Xia had a classic idiom: when things reached an extreme, they reversed.
If there had been even the slightest flaw in Lin Yi's actions this time, even if Lin Yi had chosen to hide the incredible information he had obtained from Duzai, the Immortal King would have felt more at ease.
Normal people had at least a few secrets in their hearts.
But Lin Yi was simply too clean—so clean that the Immortal King found it abnormal.
"Yes, this kid is so loyal to me and considers so much on my behalf. He has truly exceeded my expectations. In the future, I can entrust him with many important matters."
When he said this, the Immortal King's expression seemed faintly gratified.
Who could have imagined what thoughts lay hidden beneath that gratified expression?
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