That yellow paper was a letter!
It was the letter Yuan Xu had written to Fu Rong, the Thin-Mist Defense Line's commandant, ordering him to secretly dispose of Lin Nan!
"Damn it, the Fu Family sold me out!"
Yuan Xu's expression flickered between dark and pale several times.
"Master, you might as well take a look at this letter."
Ignoring him, Lin Nan slowly stepped forward and raised the yellow paper with both hands. Yuan Xu, who had been kneeling nearby, immediately found it impossible to sit still.
He suddenly sprang to his feet, his figure flashing as his left hand shot toward the yellow paper in Lin Nan's grasp.
Lin Nan remained calm. He spread his Wave-Treading Step beneath his feet, crossing several meters in a single stride and instantly evading Yuan Xu's reaching arm.
"So fast!"
Yuan Xu's expression gradually turned solemn. Lin Nan's speed just now had been almost on par with his own.
He hurriedly snorted coldly. "Master, the evidence is now conclusive. In this disciple's view, there is no need to hear his explanation. Someone, seize this boy at once!"
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yan Jingqiu asked with a smile.
"I... I..."
Yuan Xu choked on his words, realizing that his actions just now had been somewhat excessive.
"Master, please look." Lin Nan handed over the letter.
Yan Jingqiu accepted the yellow paper and casually unfolded it for a glance. The gentle smile on her face gradually faded.
An expression of utmost grief also surfaced on Lin Nan's face. "This disciple does not know how he offended Senior Brother Yuan, that Senior Brother Yuan would actually go so far as to write such a letter, bent on getting rid of this disciple as quickly as possible..."
At that point, Lin Nan let