"Thank you." Yuan Tianshu cupped his hands in salute, smiling.
For a moment, Luo Bin said nothing.
He could not get rid of Yuan Tianshu on his own.
Luo Xianshen was meditating outside. Clearly, what he had done earlier had taken a heavy toll. Even with his vitality replenished, his mental energy would still be affected.
Perhaps Luo Xianshen had even gained some sudden insight from unleashing such a powerful technique.
That was the unfortunate part. Had Luo Xianshen been awake, Yuan Tianshu would have been certain to die.
Taoists were stubborn by nature.
Luo Xianshen did not often show it, but at that critical moment, he had tested his own limits rather than summon a Patriarch who would have had a better chance of success. That showed his stubbornness simply had not been provoked before. He, too, was someone willing to stake his life.
People like that, when they also possessed sufficient strength, would never let anyone sway their thinking.
"Even if Xianshen were here, he would listen to me."
"He wouldn't interfere too much in someone else's family affairs."
Those words from Mao Yousan made Luo Bin's expression shift again.
"Very often, things simply cannot develop exactly as you want them to."
"Sacred Way Mountain does need a Mountain Guardian. Surely you don't intend to let Yuan Yinxin guard it?"
"You're taking the Purple Miao people away, aren't you?"
Mao Yousan's words left Luo Bin even more silent.
The smile on Yuan Tianshu's face deepened, and he straightened up.
Qin Tianqing gave Luo Bin a slight shake of his head, followed by a small nod.
His meaning was obvious: do not resist Mao Yousan. Accept the situation.
"The Black Miao need to be eliminated. That Taoist can do it," Yuan Tianshu told the Tomb Guardian quietly.
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