Wang Lin’s anger started to burn, and coldly smiled, “You weren’t afraid of me finding out?”
“In order to get the secret from you, I didn’t care that much. I’m old now, and if I don’t have any more improvements, then I wouldn’t have any hope for the Foundation Building stage in this life. Actually, I wasn’t even sure that you would come back today, so I already made a wager to myself, and prepared this cup of tea. If you came back today, then I would try it. If you didn’t, then you must have stayed at the Head of Sect. From then on, you may always go down the mountains, and I wouldn’t have any more chances.”
Wang Lin’s gaze turned cold and his voice icy as he asked, “Just now, you said that the Head of Sect was looking from you. Was that true?”
“It was not.”
Just as Sun Dazhu finished saying that, Wang Lin’s gaze flickered, and with a pat he hit the top of his head. Instantly, Sun Dazhu’s body crumpled, and he fell on the ground while bleeding in all 7 apertures of the head.
Wang Lin blankly looked at Sun Dazhu’s corpse, and in his heart there was a feeling that could not be explained. This was the first time that he killed a person, and the person he killed was his own master.
After thinking for a while, Wang Lin picked up Sun Dazhu’s corpse, and walked out of the Heng Yue Sect with a declining expression. He found a mountain stream and threw the corpse at it.