Chapter 3161 — Scared Half to Death

"You came? I've been waiting for you a long while." Lin Dongfang did not turn around. He raised the cup in his hand, drained it in one gulp, then tossed a fava bean into his mouth.

Lin Dongfang's words left Ancestor Huangquan, Ancestor Blood-Robe, and Ancestor Gloom, who had just stepped through the gate, all momentarily stunned. What was going on here? Why wasn't this Old Man Wei afraid? Three people had barged in in the dead of night, and instead of turning around to demand an explanation, he had said, "I've been waiting for you a long while..." What on earth did that mean?

"You are Old Man Wei?" Ancestor Huangquan looked Lin Dongfang over. There was no trace of a cultivator's aura about him, so he was rather puzzled by Lin Dongfang's arrogance. Could this old fellow have some backing?

"Oh, you may call me that. Of course, you may also address me as Senior Lin," Lin Dongfang said indifferently. "The food at the village entrance was tasty, wasn't it?"

"You... you knew?" Ancestor Huangquan stared at Lin Dongfang's back in disbelief, instinctively growing wary. Who exactly was this man? How did he know they had come, and that they had eaten in the village?

"The village is so small. Of course I know about everything that happens in it. Weren't you asking around about me in broad daylight?" Lin Dongfang smiled. "You've come to see me for treatment, haven't you?"

"Treatment?" Ancestor Huangquan was briefly taken aback, then heaved a sigh of relief. So that was it—the old thing thought the three of them had come to him for medical treatment. No wonder he was so calm! It had nearly scared him to death! At that thought, Ancestor Huangquan was furious. He barked, "Old thing, we're not here for treatment. We're here to take your life!"

"Not here for treatment? Looking at the three of you, I'd say you're the ones who are sick!" Lin Dongfang seemed not to have heard the threat in Ancestor Huangquan's last sentence at all, and merely went on speaking.

"Hmph! You're the one who's sick!" Ancestor Gloom jabbed a finger at Lin Dongfang. "Old man, we may as well let you die with your eyes open! Do you know? Your grandson has stirred up trouble out there—great trouble! He killed several of our Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect's finest experts. We've come today to take our revenge on you! Once you're dead, that grandson of yours will be heartbroken beyond measure and come running back to throw his life away!"

"It seems you really are sick. If you weren't, how could you break the rules and come into the mortal world to kill?" Lin Dongfang shook his head with regret. "I see you're beyond cure—not even I, a divine physician, can save you. It seems all I can do is send you to your deaths!"

"You dare run your mouth—" Ancestor Blood-Robe was also consumed with fury. But he had barely gotten three words out when the fourth died in his throat, stuck there like a fishbone! For just as Ancestor Blood-Robe spoke, Lin Dongfang happened to turn his head!

Beneath the moonlight, that harmless, kindly face looked to Ancestor Blood-Robe like a ghost or demon come to life. He was so terrified he nearly collapsed on the spot—he was a hair's breadth from wetting his pants! In that instant his mind went completely blank. He could never have imagined, never have anticipated, that the person sitting here was actually... that man from back then!

Ancestor Blood-Robe had had a bad premonition beforehand, though he had also feared this operation might become known to the Twin Demons of Vajra. But never in his wildest dreams had he thought he would run into the Twin Demons of Vajra on this trip!

In that moment, all the rumors that the Twin Demons of Vajra had fallen became as fleeting as smoke. Ancestor Blood-Robe trembled from head to toe. Looking at the man before him, he was so nervous he could not utter a word.

Naturally, Ancestor Huangquan and Ancestor Gloom were also frozen in place, scared stiff as wooden chickens!

"Run... run, quick!" Ancestor Huangquan reacted faster than the others. One look at Lin Dongfang's face and he knew things had gone terribly wrong. If they stayed here, he reckoned, they would likely meet their end here tonight!

With that, Ancestor Huangquan turned to flee—but then he heard Lin Dongfang's calm, unhurried voice: "Run? Do you really think you can get away?"

The words were spoken lightly, yet they brought Ancestor Huangquan's steps to an abrupt halt just as he was about to bolt. He stopped awkwardly where he stood. "We're not running... er... why would we possibly run?"

"If you're not running, then why are you turning around?" Lin Dongfang asked mildly.

"I... I... I was just... just putting on a little turning-around performance..." Ancestor Huangquan was so frightened he could scarcely form words! He was, after all, a grand master of peak late-stage Heaven rank, yet before Lin Dongfang he was quaking with fear, not even daring to speak, terrified of saying the wrong thing!

Ancestor Blood-Robe and Ancestor Gloom, for their part, were no better off. Ancestor Blood-Robe's face had gone deathly pale, while Ancestor Gloom was even more of a wreck—his whole body was shaking, as though he had been electrocuted and was dancing to disco.

"Are you putting on a breakdance show for me? Turning around, getting electrocuted..." Lin Dongfang looked at the three of them and asked mildly.

"Yes! That's right, we choreographed this dance especially!" Ancestor Gloom's mind was quicker. Hearing Lin Dongfang's question, he seized the chance to climb down, and on a flash of inspiration kept right on going: "Back in the day, we admired the Twin Demons of Vajra's heroic bearing and could never forget it. All these years, whenever we had spare time, we would choreograph a dance to offer to the Twin Demons of Vajra, whom we revere most!"

Lin Dongfang looked at Ancestor Gloom with a half-smile, but did not call him out. He merely nodded and asked mildly, "My Wei Zhao—did he offend you?"

"N-no... no offense at all! How could he possibly offend us?" Ancestor Gloom said. "So young hero Wei Zhao is Old Mr. Lin's grandson! I said to myself, how could young hero Lin be so formidable—a Heaven-rank expert at such a young age, and able to fight opponents above his level? But when I think of him as Old Mr. Lin's grandson, there's nothing strange about it at all!"

"Oh, his master is the other one of those Twin Demons of Vajra you mentioned," Lin Dongfang said.

"Ah?" Ancestor Gloom broke out in a cold sweat. Either one of the Twin Demons of Vajra was an existence one absolutely must not offend. Wei Zhao was that man's disciple and Old Man Wei's grandson both. If they had really gone after Wei Zhao, then the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect had probably already ceased to exist, hadn't it?

At the thought of that possibility, Ancestor Gloom was seized with lingering dread. "Haha, indeed, a renowned master produces outstanding disciples. I said as much—we've always thought highly of young hero Lin..."

"Stop giving me that useless drivel. Tell me the whole thing, exactly as it happened." Lin Dongfang waved a hand, cutting Ancestor Gloom off. "Tell me about the business between you and Wei Zhao!"

"This..." Ancestor Gloom looked troubled and turned at once to Ancestor Huangquan and Ancestor Blood-Robe.