Lü Yang's voice faded, but the chilling killing intent in his words was startling. Even Suo Huan gave him a deep look, a hint of surprise on his face.
But soon, his expression shifted to one of understanding.
"I appreciate the sentiment, Daoist, but I'm afraid I cannot help you."
Suo Huan shook his head. Lü Yang dared to offend the Pure Land, but he lacked such courage. He could only sigh. Seeing this, Lü Yang fell into thought.
After a moment of consideration, he finally spoke. "Daoist, forgive me for being blunt, but this attempt of yours at Seeking Gold..."
Before Lü Yang could finish, Suo Huan cut him off, saying calmly, "I've scraped by Overseas for six hundred years. I've already considered everything."
"This is simply a desperate gamble."
At this, a nostalgic look appeared in Suo Huan's eyes. "I understand what you mean, Daoist. You're saying that every faction helping me Seek Gold has something to gain."
"I fear none of them have good intentions."
