While everyone else deliberated on how to handle the situation, Amalia sent a private message to Kenny Lin, asking, "Is this related to the text inscribed on the stone tablet at the Donghua Immortal Lord's mansion?"
"Why must you be so sharp?" Kenny Lin smirked. "That's part of it. The tablet does mention the Heavenly Hall of the Immortal Palace."
"Giving them a heads-up isn't your usual style," Amalia remarked knowingly.
The Kenny Lin she knew would never concern himself with others' survival.
"Because," Kenny Lin replied, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his mouth, "between control and chaos, I'll always choose control."
A group of highly talented prodigies was manageable. Body Integration stage wandering spirits, on the other hand, were not.
"If they heard you say that, they'd be furious," Amalia said, knowing full well Kenny Lin's arrogance—an arrogance he could afford.
