No one became enemies for no reason. 

In Lin Xun’s view, Sha Liuchan’s action was no different from that of Zhongli Wuji and Qing Lian’er. He only wanted to use him as a stepping stone to rise to the top and boost his reputation. 

“Huh?”

Just as Lin Xun turned around and was about to leave the News Tree, a familiar figure made him raise his eyebrows and curled his lips. In life, where will you not run into other people?

It was an old man as thin as a bamboo pole and with shifty eyes. He urgently went over to Sha Liuchan and said, “Young Master Sha, I come from the Windspeaker Clan, can I ask you something about Demon God Lin?”

Sha Liuchan wrinkled his forehead at first, irritated that someone blocked his path, but when he heard the name Demon God Lin, he immediately stopped and swept a glance over Bai Fengliu. He nodded reservedly and said, “If you have a question then just ask away. I have nothing to fear about Demon God Lin.”

His words were tough and direct.

“As expected of a peerless genius from the Fiend Devil Sea. It’s hard for us to not be impressed by Young Master Sha’s...