Silence.
"Ahem~ Who are you?"
Cui Pingyu stared intently at the person across from him, he could sense someone was there, but they kept holding back, igniting a hateful itch in his teeth.
Despite his grievous injuries, the enemy still lurked, excessively cautious.
"Would the fellow daoist present please come out for a chat?"
"Fellow daoist, we had no grudges in the past and no recent hatred. Why go to the extent of a lethal blow?"
"Fellow daoist... fellow daoist, are you here for Lin Yiyin? I am willing to let her go and compensate with three hundred thousand lower grade Spirit Stones..."
Seeing no response from the enemy, Cui Pingyu had a thought. While secretly healing his wounds to restore his strength, he spoke to steady the person, waiting for backup.
"Fellow daoist, who hired you to kill me? I am willing to pay five times the price..." Cui Pingyu continued, but before he could finish, a sword light slashed toward him.
"Hum!"