"Xiao Nian, I've arrived."
The burly middle-aged man was none other than Liu Hu, one of the Eighteen Di Sha of the Second Sect.
"Uncle Hu, the rise or fall of our Liu Clan rests on your shoulders now."
Liu Nian's expression was grave, "Right now, the First Sect and the Liang Clan must have their attention on the Ye Family, which makes this the perfect opportunity for you to act."
"Xiao Nian, you and your father are both wise. We believe that with you, the Liu Clan will once again flourish."
Liu Hu nodded vigorously, smiling as he said, "They would never guess that the Ye Family is just prey you're using to mislead them."
"Heh, Uncle Hu, your acting is also superb. Who would have thought that an unworldly Eighteen Di Sha could be so meticulous."
Liu Nian slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, "Uncle Hu, I'll wait for your triumphant return."
...
Feng Lin quietly slipped away, remaining here was no longer useful.