"Hm?"
Lin Yan and Wu Qing both looked toward a patch of churning mist, their brows furrowing slightly.
Someone else had intruded!
Lin Yan shouted toward that spot, "You trespass on my Lin Family's Bright Moon Island, yet still refuse to show yourself!"
Before his voice had faded, Lin Yan saw a gold-threaded coffin emerge from the mist barely a hundred meters away.
The coffin hovered atop the mist as though floating on water, drifting slowly toward them.
Lin Yan's expression darkened at the sight of it, while Wu Qing showed little reaction.
As long as those Grandmaster Yin Cultivators from earlier had not returned, there was no real problem.
As for the feud between the Zhang Family and the Lin Family, he had no desire to get involved.
"Zhang Heng! You dare trespass on Bright Moon Island!"
Amid Lin Yan's furious shout, the lid of the gold-threaded coffin slowly slid open.
A short old man sat up inside, leaned against the side of the coffin, and smiled at Lin Yan.
"Old corpse Lin, I came to lend a hand. Everyone has a duty to slay Otherworldly Fiends."
Zhang Heng's words only made Lin Yan's expression uglier.
"The Lin Family's affairs are none of your business!"
Zhang Heng looked surprised.
"You've brought out a Demon-Suppressing Token, and you're calling this a Lin Family affair?"
"Since when did your Lin Family have enough clout to make the Demon-Suppressing Bureau use a Demon-Suppressing Token to handle your business?"
Zhang Heng's words drew a sidelong glance from Wu Qing.
"Zhang Heng, leave for now. Things here will be over soon."
Wu Qing's indifferent voice wiped the smile off Zhang Heng's face.
Zhang Heng had no wish to antagonize Wu Qing, but the problem was that if he did nothing today, his Zhang Family