Great Song, the Divine Marquis's Residence.
Zhuge Zhengwo sat in his chair, looking at the Four Great Constables before him. "Have you verified the news that Lin Lang has been crippled?"
The Four Great Constables all shook their heads. None of them had managed to enter the Five Immortals Sect, so how could they uncover everything?
They did know, however, that many people from the Jianghu had tried to assassinate Lin Lang, without a single success.
After staying hidden in the Five Immortals Sect for a time, Lin Lang had been taken away by Ren Yingying and her people.
"Uncle, why don't I go test him?" A resolute air surrounded Cold Blood.
He knew that if he failed, he would undoubtedly die.
"To ensure the Divine Marquis's Residence and the Great Song Court aren't implicated, please announce that I've defected and send people to hunt me down."
"If necessary, kill me for real."
Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head slightly. "There is no need."
"Whether something has happened to Lin Lang has little to do with us. After all, there is no enmity between us."
"But if something really has happened to him, it would be best if he didn't die here in Great Song, and better still if no Jianghu sect of Great Song were responsible."
The Sun Moon Holy Cult's retaliation alone would be difficult to withstand. If Jianghu experts who owed Lin Lang favors also helped, rivers of blood would flow through the Great Song Jianghu.
Zhuge Zhengwo absolutely did not want to see that happen.
When the Ming Cult blockaded Southern Shaolin's gates, for instance, he had paid it no attention at all.
He knew Southern Shaolin had a Holy Monk. If the Holy Monk himself would not act, why should he volunteer to help?
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