"Since this is a gathering of the Three Teachings, does my lineage count as one of them?"
Gu Feiyan spoke with a smile.
At those words, the others understood. She had come for a share of their accumulated resources.
Situ Wudi gave an odd smile without taking a position. Seemingly undisturbed by the atmosphere, he simply lifted the teacup from the small table beside him, blew gently across the tea, and drank at his leisure.
The White Lotus Sect Master also sat in silence, but his eyes smiled as he watched Lian Youming-first with surprise and appreciation, then like a vicious beast sighting fresh meat.
Lian Youming sat as steady as a mountain, his palm resting on his sword. His gaze shifted silently onto Gu Feiyan's face.
Here was a formidable enemy. Someone at foresight perfection was no ordinary opponent.
Yet if he refused to acknowledge her, he would lose ground in bearing. The others would only think he was afraid.
Besides, even if he refused, would she simply turn around and leave?
His actions, however, drew killing intent from another man.
Gan Xuansu.
The man wore a black kimono and carried that ōdachi on his back. His expression was utterly dark, his eyes gleaming viciously.
All because Lian Youming had not even glanced at him, as though ignoring him.
Lian Youming smiled faintly. "Heh, then... let us count it as such for now!"
Whether he acknowledged her or not, a fight was inevitable.
The weak only looked toward those weaker than themselves. He wanted to become strong, so naturally, he looked upward.
Situ Wudi's expression grew complicated as well. This decision showed great boldness, but it was also extremely dangerous.
Ever since Lian Youming had decided to open the Incense Hall, many factions and martial artists, openly and in