Soon, after some detailed questioning, they established the identities of the others: they came from the Wang Family, the Feng Family, the Lü Family, and the Sacred Emperor Palace.
"Oh? I didn't expect someone from the Sacred Emperor Palace to come too." Lan Xian was surprised.
Although the woman from the Sacred Emperor Palace had been captured, she remained fairly composed. She said nothing and simply watched in silence.
Her gaze, however, stayed fixed on Lin Fan. She studied his face with puzzlement and curiosity, as though she had seen him somewhere before.
"Can we leave now?" one of them asked.
Lin Fan glanced at them, pointed at the man from the Immortal Academy, and said, "He can. As for the rest of you... not yet."
Xuan Wei's eyes lit up, and he was so moved that he nearly burst into tears. For the first time, he felt incredibly fortunate to belong to the same academy as this great demon.
The others, however, were unhappy. "You're treating us differently and shielding someone from your own academy!" they protested indignantly.
"Shut up. Say another word, and your lives may be forfeit!" Lin Fan said coldly, releasing a wave of killing intent.
Everyone trembled with fear. Their faces turned pale, and they all shut their mouths, not daring to make another sound.
Then he pulled Xuan Wei, whose face had swollen like a pig's head, aside. Not only did he remove his restraints, but he even thoughtfully healed his injuries.
After all this, Xuan Wei seemed overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, at a loss for what to do.
"Junior brother Xuan Wei, was it? There's something I'd like your help with." Lin Fan smiled and narrowed his eyes like a sly old fox.
The Immortal Academy Disciple was speechless. He was clearly