"Presumably, this must be Junior Brother Lin? Truly a dragon among men. After ten years in seclusion, the first name I heard upon emerging was Junior Brother Lin's. I've been eager to meet you."
Wen Xian's expression remained unchanged, but his tone made it obvious—he was furious.
Because you took my seat.
Fence-sitter Ye Donglai said nothing. In situations like this, he preferred to observe quietly and see how the two would clash.
But he couldn't help but admire.
Elder Brother Wen Xian was indeed impressive. By striking first and addressing Lin Fan as "Junior Brother," he cleverly claimed the verbal high ground, asserting himself as the Taiwu Immortal Sect's top True Disciple.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "And you must be Junior Brother Wen? Truly dashing and imposing. Emerging after ten years of seclusion must mean you're ready to soar into the heavens and astonish everyone. Likewise, I've been eager to meet you."
The atmosphere around them grew somewhat stifling.
