Lin Mu could not have asked for a better beginning.
After everything that had happened, and after nearly being crushed beneath an attack capable of breaking through his entire defensive arsenal, Daoist Bone Ruler finally understood what Lin Mu had been trying to tell him from the beginning.
The junior had been taught a lesson. And the lesson had been delivered with a mountain and a sea.
Lin Mu turned around.
"Remember this well, junior. Strength is important, yet knowing when to lower your weapon is equally important. You saw an unknown cultivator appear from the Mad Demon Depths and immediately decided that I was an enemy. Your first thought was to restrain me and investigate me."
He glanced back. "Perhaps that was your duty." His eyes narrowed slightly. "Yet you forgot one thing."
Daoist Bone Ruler remained silent.
Lin Mu continued, his voice carrying across the ruined landscape. "You should have asked who had returned before deciding who needed to be punished."
