Li Lin approached from afar and stood before the golem with his hands behind his back, studying this mechanical figure.
He chuckled. "It seems this is the Secret Hall we have searched so hard for."
Wu Mengliu cared nothing for his imperial connections. So many seniors of the Heaven-Stealing Sect had come and gone freely through the imperial city.
Why would she fear a mere prince?
Standing beside Ruan Zhi with her arms folded across her chest, she sneered. "This is a Secret Hall left behind by a senior of the Mohist School."
"As a member of Great Tang's imperial family, surely the Sixteenth Prince doesn't intend to seize a Mohist senior's possessions in front of the current Juzi of the Mohist School?"
"That would look rather disgraceful."
Li Lin's smile remained unchanged. "Heh, fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."
He raised his hands toward Gongsu Mi beside him in a gesture of introduction.
"This young friend of mine comes from the Gongsu Aristocratic Clan. His ancestor once entered into a wager with Senior Qu Jiangzi."
"If our information is correct, then besides the Mohist School's treasures, this Secret Hall likely also holds possessions left by the Gongsu Ancestor."
Li Lin snapped his Folding Fan shut. "Please don't be so overbearing, fellow Daoist."
Wu Mengliu frowned slightly.
Unpleasant though Li Lin's words were, they were not untrue.
She simply had not expected the Gongsu Clan to know this much about the matter.
Ruan Zhi said little. She merely stepped forward and held up a Jade Pendant before the Mechanism Golem.
An ink-black dragon coiled upon it, its scales, claws, whiskers, and beard rendered in the finest detail.
A faint ink-black radiance welled from it.
Someone unfamiliar with the object might only have found it exquisite, but in the eyes of a