You're a member of the Immortal Sect yourself—criticizing it like that is basically criticizing yourself, isn't it?
The newcomer was none other than Zuo Lin.
"I'm not like them. I have every reason to be proud. They're just ordinary people—pride doesn't suit their capabilities." Zuo Lin, sensing Lu Chang'sheng's thoughts, let out a mocking laugh.
"Immortal speaks the truth," Lu Chang'sheng lowered his brows, avoiding Zuo Lin's gaze.
This guy's words were even more arrogant than Cao Wei's, and more direct, too. But just as he said, he actually had the right to be proud.
Still, Lu couldn't help but wonder why he'd come looking for him.
Zuo Lin didn't seem interested in talking more. He chuckled lightly, "I have a technique that can solve your current predicament."
He flicked his sleeve, shooting a beam of light toward Lu Chang'sheng.
Lu Chang'sheng caught it and saw, to his surprise, that it was a jade scroll.
