Everyone looked at Lin Lang, thinking he intended to drive them away by force.
The people from Southern Shaolin, the Southern Beggars' Gang, and the Quanzhen Sect all prepared to fight. Murong Fu, the Four Great Evils of Western Xia First-Class Hall, Ding Chunqiu, Jiumozhi, and the others also focused their full attention on him.
Although they had not said so explicitly, they had already decided that whoever Lin Lang targeted, they would all strike together and drive him away first.
They would drive away Wanwan of the Yin Kui Sect as well.
Mr. Congbian could not help saying, "The rewards for solving the Exquisite Chess Puzzle are guaranteed to satisfy you. If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
He had gone to great lengths to invite so many talented people. How could he let Lin Lang drive them all away?
Moreover, from what he knew of his master, Lin Lang was actually one of the candidates who best met his requirements. His master would certainly reject those older men; their looks alone failed the test.
Everyone suddenly noticed Lin Lang's lips moving, yet they could not hear a sound. This was secret voice transmission. Who was Lin Lang speaking to? Wanwan?
Wanwan was also taken aback. She had thought Lin Lang would discuss how to drive the others away with her. Did he have another friend here?
Everyone looked at one another, astonished to discover that nobody else's lips were moving.
At that moment, Lin Lang's voice reached Duan Yanqing's ears. "Duan Yanqing, I'll tell you a secret in exchange for the Yiyang Finger. I guarantee this secret matters more to you than playing chess-even more than killing Duan Zhengchun and Duan Zhengming."
Duan Yanqing used his Ventriloquism Technique to transmit