Qin Yang stared at Lin Fan in a daze, feeling that this was perhaps overthinking.
The Old Woman Medusa was stunned, "Fellow Daoist, why would you say such a thing? I have utmost respect for Little Immortal Venerable and absolutely no improper intentions."
"Not having any intentions is, of course, the best scenario. I was merely making a point, after all—once we step into this lake, even a Daluo Golden Immortal would be affected. If our strength ends up suppressed, that would be very troublesome," Lin Fan said with a smile. Then he looked toward Qin Yang and added, "If you still intend to go, feel free. Brother Xiang and I will wait for you here."
He felt it was better to just speak plainly.
No point wasting time with veiled words.
Qin Yang's mind seemed incapable of processing the situation, utterly devoid of any sense of danger.
How frightening!
