Tian Lin drew his long saber, and then there was no 'after that.'
He furrowed his brows, looking at the saber in Han Li's hand that once belonged to him, and couldn't help saying, "It seems there really is a vast difference between one Grandmaster and another."
Han Li smiled, tossing the saber back to Tian Lin, and sheathed his own as well.
Seemingly worried about disheartening Tian Lin, he patted Tian Lin's shoulder and led him down the mountain:
"Your progress in Inner Strength is fast, but your Martial Arts are far too ordinary; when I said you couldn't kill Xiao Yue in a month, it's because Inner Strength is difficult to cultivate, but external skills are hard to master, too!"
Mentioning Xiao Yue, Tian Lin remembered today's visit from Xiao Yue.
But he had changed his mind and no longer wanted to incite Han Li to deal with Xiao Yue.