In the dim and oppressive atmosphere, Tian Sha's voice was like a cold blade, slicing through the frozen air around.
"Do you think Lin Dong will come back? I can only say, you're overthinking it. If he were to return, with his character and speed, he would have appeared before us like a divine weapon by now. But even now, there is no sign of his return, which only shows he has made a choice and will not come back."
Tian Sha's tone carried a hint of mockery and sarcasm towards the White-clothed Blood Monk, thinking he had trusted Lin Dong wrongly.
Each of his words was like a heavy hammer striking the heart of the White-clothed Blood Monk.
The White-clothed Blood Monk's expression changed slightly, but quickly regained calm, with a flicker of complex light in his deep-set eyes.
He seemed not to completely believe Tian Sha's words but chose silence instead of immediate retort, as if contemplating a more profound plan.
