Chen Li watched with a chill in his heart.
The last trace of mercy dissipated like smoke.
He feigned a sigh, "Alas, I had not expected Fellow Daoist to bear such a deep-seated hatred... It was thoughtless of me to speak lightly."
"It's not your fault, Fellow Daoist. It is I who have lost my composure. Ever since I became stranded here, I have been harboring pent-up frustration for years. Upon hearing good news, I became so excited that I couldn't contain myself. I made a fool of myself in front of you," Lin Qing said apologetically, regaining his composure.
"That's a true expression of your feelings, Fellow Daoist," Chen Li hurriedly complimented, and then subtly probed, "With the Returning True Sect destroyed, there are likely more remnants here. Fellow Daoist Lin must be careful."
"Hahaha, that will depend on their skills!"
Lin Qing laughed heartily as he looked at Chen Li, confidently unafraid of retaliation, but he kept silent about the reason.
