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 Lin.” After briefly chatting, Lin Wan bade her farewell.

Nodding his head, Lin Yun continued to ponder what Lin Wan had said earlier. Whether she meant it or not, she had no problem with what she said. Even if he was alive, he could only be treated as dead. No matter what, he couldn’t move around with his original identity anytime soon.

After returning to his room, Lin Yun took out the Divine Blood Fruit. Swallowing a leaf, he started his cultivation. Before regaining his cultivation, he...