“Uncle Huang, chase after him! How am I supposed to explain to my father that I lost the Clouded Ice Spear?!” Liu Yun spoke out anxiously as he got up on his feet when he saw Lin Yun disappearing into the forest.

Judging from his tone, the Clouded Ice Spear must have had something to do with the official business that he had previously mentioned.

The old man withdrew his Martial Soul and replied, “Chase after him? How are we going to chase after him? You want me to compete with the Dragon Blooded Horse in speed? If he turns around and kills you, how am I going to explain that to your father?”

The old man’s words immediately made Liu Yun speechless. At this moment, Liu Yun only felt sorrow in his heart.

The old man was furious. If it wasn’t for a burden like Liu Yun, how could Lin Yun leave so easily?

“But… Uncle Huang, you’re a Xiantian Realm cultivator, so why can’t you do anything to him?” Liu Yun said softly a brief moment later.

“I can sense that there’s something different about his internal energy....