Outside Water-Moon Grotto-Heaven, Lin Lang stopped. "Duan Lang, you seem to have something to say?"
Duan Lang lowered the pole from his shoulder and could not help asking, "Master, we haven't taken the Spirit Mirror yet. Are we leaving just like that?"
Lin Lang sat on the chest. "Exactly. We haven't taken the Spirit Mirror yet, so of course we're not leaving."
"Come, sit down and wait a while."
Duan Lang asked cautiously, "Master, did you deliberately pretend to be injured just now to lure someone into attacking?"
"Did Yin Zhong follow us here?"
He had felt that although the chill had been powerful, it still fell short of the Thousand-Year Ice Soul.
Even the Thousand-Year Ice Soul had little effect on his master anymore, so how could that little chill injure him? Even his own body could withstand it, let alone his master's, the toughest under heaven.
Lin Lang smiled. "You're not too stupid after all. Unfortunately, Yin Zhong was too timid to attack."
"But now that we've left, what do you think he'll do?"
Duan Lang said, "He'll definitely attack the Tong Clan, and then they'll have to bring out the Spirit Mirror to fight him."
Lin Lang nodded. "Exactly."
"I couldn't find the Spirit Mirror just now either. Someone sealed it, and its aura might be no different from an ordinary stone's. Even I couldn't locate it."
"So we might as well wait. Once the Spirit Mirror pops out on its own, I'll go take it."
"All right, you performed fairly well just now, but your little trick only worked because Tong Xin's mind was impaired. Against Long Bo, you'd definitely come off worse."
Duan Lang looked receptive to the lesson. "I understand."
He had used that method precisely because he had noticed Tong Xin's impaired mind.