The two had completed their first collaboration and established a little trust, but their acquaintance was still too shallow for deeper confidences.
Yet Lin Changheng could already foresee the value of this connection.
After all, it was a sizable merchant association in the Song Region's foremost Immortal City. It might become another channel through which he could obtain demon beast essence blood.
After chatting a while longer, the two said their farewells and went about their own business.
Less than an hour later.
The Qiu Family patriarch, whom Lin Changheng had been watching in secret, finally rose. His complexion had returned to normal, with a healthy flush showing through. He seemed to have recovered.
Only his expression remained grim, betraying his state of mind.
Whoosh!
After looking around and finding no particularly watchful gazes, he swept out his black robe and rode his escape light westward.
Lin Changheng waited until the man had flown farther away, his figure nearly reduced to a tiny dot, before leisurely rising to follow.
But just as he stood up.
Another cultivator in green robes moved ahead of him, shooting off with a swoosh in the Qiu Family patriarch's direction.
"Hm?"
A flicker passed through Lin Changheng's eyes, tinged with surprise. "Someone else has their eye on him too?"
Although the Qiu Family patriarch's demeanor and apparent condition suggested that he had gained nothing in the secret realm and was utterly dejected, someone clearly did not believe him and intended to test the truth.
Lin Changheng had initially entertained the same suspicion, but his purpose was not to seize treasure. It was to kill-to avenge himself!
Thus, whatever act the Qiu Family patriarch put on made no difference to Lin Changheng. What he wanted was the man's life.
It was necessary to kill him