"Do you mean that we'll pass on the dirty work to Samsara Temple?" Mo Lin looked over at Di Yan.
"Exactly." Di Yan smirked. "As far as I know, Samsara Temple has learnt that Jian Wushuang killed one of their Gold-clothed Deacon. They must be searching for him all these years. Once we inform them of Jian Wushuang's whereabouts, they will certainly send their experts over."
"Is that so?" Mo Lin replied. "I happened to be acquainted with another Gold-clothed Deacon. I'll send a message for him right now so that he can report on Jian Wushuang."
"Good." Di Yan nodded. "In your message, describe Jian Wushuang's strength and defensive power in detail, so that they can send a well-matched opponent."
"Right." Mo Lin sent the message at once.
It didn't take long for a reply.
"The Gold-clothed Deacon I contacted has filed a report, we'll receive news soon." Mo Lin rejoiced.
