Chapter 9 - 009: Don’t You Have Any Common Sense?
To Lin Fan, the conversation between Lord Wang and the constable was purely something he could treat as a storytime session.
Occasionally, to match the mood, he'd throw in a couple of "hmm hmm" responses.
To show that everything they said made perfect sense.
Clapping internally, he admired their clear train of thought, honestly bowing down in defeat. Truly, he couldn't help but concede.
"My Lord, your subordinate will take his leave," Lin Fan said, not wanting any part in this business. Besides, it had nothing to do with him. Playing it safe was his style. If he had an Undying Body, he'd be the first to volunteer to head out and investigate the situation.
But for now, he was just a weakling with eleven years of cultivation.
Not qualified to join the high-stakes game.
"Wait." Wang Zhou stopped Lin Fan.
To Lin Fan, that "wait" sounded like a bolt from the blue. It felt like the sky itself was collapsing. Oh no. Based on this opening line, it was definitely not going to lead to anything good.
And sure enough.
What Wang Zhou said next was the phrase Lin Fan feared most.