A sudden gust of fragrant wind blew past. In his Divine Sense, Du Youqian received a message from Lin Sha. "Does Fellow Daoist Yu wish to kill him? I can act on your behalf."
Du Youqian was noncommittal. "And the price?"
"I have a premonition that this exploration of the Relics will not go smoothly. I know you must be carrying a Treasure bestowed by your honorable Sect. If an accident occurs, I ask that you prioritize rescuing the disciples of my Sect after you've secured your own."
Du Youqian was a little puzzled. "Why are you so concerned about these juniors? Is there someone you care about among them?"
Lin Sha took a moment to reply. "Must I care for someone personally to help them? I find it stranger that you, Fellow Daoist Yu, seem to have little affection for your own Sect."
"Isn't that to be expected?" Du Youqian said. "In the Holy Sect, anyone naive enough to talk about affection would have been reduced to dust long ago."
