Tang San was bound to be left out.
His role here was simply that of a mascot, a tool for communicating with the Strength Clan. Once Tai Tan had been won over, he no longer mattered.
Tai Tan had studied forging extensively, while Lin Qian was a Level 10 Soul Engineer. Not only was he proficient in forging, but he could also deliver a dimensionality-reduction strike with high technology. Tai Tan conceded defeat wholeheartedly, and the two quickly grew familiar.
After their conversation, Tai Tan sighed. "Sect Master, your knowledge is vast. This old man is ashamed of his own inadequacy!"
That form of address represented genuine recognition, leaving the actual sect master standing beside them at a loss.
Tang San: Should I leave, then?
Both men ignored him completely as Lin Qian revealed his true intentions. "I heard that before the Clear Sky Sect sealed itself off, it was the greatest sect in the world, with numerous Soul Master factions serving as its vassals. The Four Single-Attribute Clans were foremost among them. After trouble struck the Clear Sky Sect, the Four Clans always watched out for one another and gathered every so often."
He had never expected Lin Qian to know so much. Deeply impressed once again, Tai Tan answered, "Yes, we gather once every two years. But this year isn't the time. We'll have to wait until next year..."
Lin Qian was unconcerned. "That's easy enough. Why not just move it forward?"
Good grief, did you think this was hailing a cab, with everyone arriving whenever you called?
Tai Tan did not dare say that aloud. "Then what reason should we give? And forgive my bluntness, but aside from the Strength Clan, the other three clans harbor deep resentment toward the Clear Sky Sect, and they're all stubborn