"He might already be dead."
Lin Chen blinked, his eyes fixed on Lan Qiangwei, observing her reaction.
Lan Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, her expression shifting from solemnity to suspicion, "What happened?"
Although Lin Chen quite trusted Lan Qiangwei, he was a fugitive wanted by the Myriad Immortal Hall, and Lan Qiangwei was the Saintess of one of the Twelve Immortal Sects, Li Hai Sect; Lin Chen could never reveal his true identity to her. But the way he worded his narrative was crucial.
"When he asked me to form a team, it felt off to me. I had the same gut feeling about him as you did, thinking that he might harbor ill intentions towards me. So I didn't reveal my real strength to him; I only told him I was in the Triple Realm of Daluo Mysterious Immortal..."
Lan Qiangwei's face showed shocked expressions, although Lin Chen had not finished his story, she roughly had guessed it.
