As the old man stared at the inheritance pseudo celestial treasure, his eyes revealed a well hidden trace of greed.
A hint of a smile that was not a smile flashed across Wang Lin's eyes. He didn't pretend to panic or act out in any way; he still was as calm as he had always been.
He didn't want to take the initiative to steal celestial jades. However, if this old man wanted to rob him, then he wouldn't be killing to steal treasure, he would be acting in righteous self defense.
As a result, even if he killed someone, he would have the moral high ground. Adding his powerful cultivation, no one would dare to call him out on planet Ran Yun.
After eight hundred years of cultivation, not only did Wang Lin gain wit, he also knew how to deal with sinister plots. However, he rarely revealed his sinister side. Now that he had changed his appearance, even someone who was familiar with him would not be able to identify him based just on this.