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Feng Lin, holding his cell phone, walked out and sneered, "Chi Ling, you've run into trouble and called me? Do you want to make me happy?"
"Feng Lin, this matter also concerns you, I think we can cooperate."
Chi Ling's voice came through from the other end.
"Let's hear it first."
Feng Lin sat down on a nearby stone bench.
"Dugu Poxiao has joined the national Wu Jian, I'm sure you already know," Chi Ling said from his end, "We were collaborators before, but now I don't trust him."
"Get to the point."
Feng Lin frowned slightly.
"The Great Elder of the Yellow Springs organization, I don't know where he got his fortune from, but now his strength has surged dramatically, and he says I'm not well-suited to lead Yellow Springs effectively since I've been away too long, planning to remove me from my position."
Chi Ling's voice came through from the other end.
"If they remove you, they remove you. You don't care about an organization like Yellow Springs anyway."