Inside the pavilion.
Seeing both of the Xu Family's core decision-makers lost in thought, Lin Changheng offered no further explanation. With a slight smile, he mentioned the sensation of being watched that he had noticed on the riverbank yesterday.
"Hm? What?"
Xu Xuheng's expression changed at once.
Xu Xujun looked grim as well. "Fellow Daoist Lin certainly wouldn't have sensed it wrongly. That prying gaze most likely came from that old bastard of the Qiu Family."
"When I fought him before, I sensed a madness seeping from his very bones, as though he wanted to drag me down with him. Taken together with this discovery, he probably doesn't have much time left. He seems to want to attack important members of our Lineage, perhaps even drag me to my death alongside him-"
Naturally, Lin Changheng neither opposed nor disputed Xu Xujun's conjecture. He nodded thoughtfully.
He was merely providing information. He would not involve himself in their judgments or decisions in the slightest.
"Then we really must be careful. Have the senior members make the necessary arrangements, but don't tell the clansmen the precise truth."
Xu Xuheng nodded and proposed a preliminary plan without concealing it from Lin Changheng.
Yet just then, Xu Xujun said thoughtfully, "If we could lure him out and kill him outright, we could settle this once and for all."
His gaze slid toward Lin Changheng as he finished.
Then Xu Xuheng's expectant gaze turned toward him as well.
"I wonder whether Fellow Daoist Lin..."
You want to drag me into this?
How could Lin Changheng fail to understand those two gazes? He shook his head outright, interrupting Xu Xuheng. "I am not skilled in combat,
"and I have no intention of joining such a feud between Lineages. Please say no more of it."
Given his