Lin Wan smiled, but her smile looked somewhat sad, and she sighed, “Let’s not talk about that. Not even the Radiant Sword Saint can protect him from the responsibility on his shoulders. We can only treat him as a dead person, even if he's talented. What do you think, Young Master Lin?”

“Perhaps.” Lin Yun wasn’t sure if Lin Wan had a hidden meaning to her words, so he could only give her a vague answer.

“It’s getting late. So you should go and rest, Young Master ...