I’ll be dead if I don’t make it back at dawn? Lin Yun looked at the cliff with his brows knitted. He had already guessed the plump old man’s identity, but he didn’t expect that the old man to be so heartless. The old man had clearly helped him to comprehend the tenth sword, but he also gave him such a challenge.

“I heard that the Pavilion Master is hardly seen and that his mood fluctuates easily. It looks like the rumours are true,” said Lin Yun as he looked at the old man. ...