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(Over 10,000 characters in one installment—this definitely counts as a long chapter!!!)
"Heh. Not talking? Are you trying to stall for time?"
Lin Tian had answered Yuan Tian's question with nothing but a snort, but Yuan Tian didn't mind. He had expected as much.
Yuan Tian knew he had gone a little too far in the Qilin Clan's eyes. Unless this Quasi-Sage had some bitter feud with the clan, he was bound to be someone they valued deeply.
If Lin Tian had truly hated the Qilin Clan, its experts would never have let him stay here. Even if they meant to imprison him, they wouldn't be foolish enough to lock him up in this place. Clearly, they valued him and had raised him as a trump card. How could Lin Tian not hate Yuan Tian now?
But Yuan Tian's words made Lin Tian's already grim expression shift again. The change vanished in an instant, yet Yuan Tian, who had been watching him closely, caught it. Everything was going as he had expected.
So it wasn't that he didn't want to attack earlier. He was probably afraid he couldn't beat me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until my Epiphany to strike.
Yuan Tian even wondered whether Lin Tian would have stayed hidden until he left if the Epiphany had never happened. It was possible.
Then again, perhaps not. Lin Tian might have had his reservations, but he would never let someone who had stripped his clan's centuries-old treasury clean simply stroll away. Yuan Tian also had an Innate Supreme Treasure. No one could resist that temptation. Lin Tian would certainly stop him from leaving the Small World.
This time, however, Yuan Tian had guessed right: Lin Tian really was stalling.
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