"My identity is actually very simple. I am from the Immortal Court..." As Vice Dean An spoke, a look of horror suddenly crossed his face, and he looked behind Lin Shen.
But Lin Shen remained unmoved, still watching Vice Dean An.
Vice Dean An sighed inwardly. The dean truly is the dean. He actually wasn't stirred by me and held himself back from turning around to look.
Vice Dean An had thought his plan had failed and was just about to say something when Lin Shen turned around and glanced behind him.
Vice Dean An was instantly stunned. Just now, Lin Shen had failed to react; now, it was his turn not to react.
By the time Lin Shen turned back around, Vice Dean An realized that he had missed his chance to escape.
Seeing Vice Dean An's expression, Lin Shen immediately understood what had happened. Smiling, he said, "Sorry, I was half a beat too slow just now. I didn't cooperate with you very well."
Vice Dean An shook his head helplessly. "Dean, although I feel somewhat sorry for you, I have no choice. Farewell for now. If fate allows, we shall meet again."
As he spoke, Vice Dean An shot into the sky like a phantom. But just as he flew upward, he rapidly fell back down.
A massive black bell came crashing down from the sky, suppressing him and forcing Vice Dean An to descend.
"How is the Chaos Small Bell in your hands, Dean?" Vice Dean An recognized it at once. Otherwise, he would not have descended directly; he had never intended to force his way through.
"You can try seeing whether you can break out in another direction," Lin Shen said blandly.
Vice Dean An shook his head. "Since the dean has already made arrangements,