"Yes, Yizhou. It's him, it has been confirmed by more than one elders. From the aftermath of the scene, it's obvious that Heimo and the immortal were engaged in a destructive fight. There is no way that he wasn't heavily injured by that. I want you to pursue his track and eliminate him once and for all. Can you do that, Yizhou?"
Lines were formed between Lu Yizhou's brows. "If I refuse…"
"If you refuse," Sect Leader Ling continued with a calm expression. "I am planning to hand the task to that Shan boy. His cultivation has improved leaps and bounds lately."
Lu Yizhou clenched his fists under the table until his knuckles turned white. No. Fucking. Way. He wouldn't let the male protagonist get close to Heimo. Taking in a breath, Lu Yizhou tried to add a hint of reluctance to his tone so as to mask his eagerness. "This disciple will accept it."
"Good." Sect Leader Ling harrumphed in satisfaction. "I know you will not disappoint me."
