"Qin Lin is really something else. Slapping Ma Ningyuan in the face so publicly, all for a woman… does he have a death wish?"
Han Lingkun looked suspiciously at Priest Ma. "Or has his strength grown so formidable that he can completely disregard the Ma Family?"
"Impossible!" Priest Ma immediately shook his head. "The last time we sparred, his true strength was merely at the mid-stage of the Spirit Origin stage. Even if he's exceptionally talented, he would have, at most, just reached the high-stage by now."
"That makes sense." Han Lingkun nodded. "So, either Qin Lin acted on impulse, or he has someone backing him?"
"Both are possible." Priest Ma's brows furrowed. "But regardless, this is good news for us. If Ma Ningyuan can find someone to kill that damned Qin Lin, we can just sit on the sidelines and profit from their conflict."
