Fang Lin turned around, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the red-robed elder who, with a smile on his face, was giving him a slight bow with a cupped-fist salute.
"The people from Hidden Kill Hall, since when did they start caring about companions?" Fang Lin said with a tone dripping with irony.
Upon hearing this, the red-robed elder laughed softly and said, "I have always cherished my companions and would not easily abandon them."
Fang Lin's sneer became more pronounced, "That sounds nice and all, but isn't it just because that person still has value to you? You don't want him to die easily, or perhaps you're afraid he'll leak the secrets of Hidden Kill Hall, so you need to find him and then dispose of him."
The red-robed elder, upon hearing these words, didn't get angry but instead shook his head helplessly.