Tang San did not mind the two patriarchs' distrust. After all, putting himself in their shoes, if someone came up to him and said they could help him deal with Spirit Hall, he would most likely think they were talking nonsense too. All the more so when the one making such wild claims was so young. Even if Snow Sword could not compare to Spirit Hall, it was still enough to make them doubt him.
"Actually, all you need to know is that whether I succeed or fail, I won't expose that you were the ones who sent me."
"Even if Snow Sword suspects something, he won't be able to find evidence, will he? Since things have come to this, why are the two patriarchs unwilling to give it a try?"
Of course the two understood what Tang San meant. Wasn't it just treating a dead horse as if it were still alive? But if failure was certain, they might as well do nothing at all.
A faint cold smile immediately appeared on Patriarch Aos's face.
"Hmph. If you fail, Snow Sword won't even need to look for any so-called evidence. When the time comes, he'll pin everything on our two families, and his steps toward swallowing up our businesses will only become even more unrestrained."
"Exactly. If all you have is empty talk, then forgive us for not keeping you company."
Patriarch Liu was still fairly polite. After all, the way Tang San had appeared was rather strange, leaving the two unable to gauge his depth for the moment. At this precarious juncture, they did not dare offend other forces either, even if Tang Sect was already nothing more than a dried-up grave in their eyes.
Their obvious intention to send him away did not make Tang San retreat