The Young Master was truly panicking.
What in the world was the other party talking about? What exactly do you mean? Why can't I understand a word of it? What does ruining my face have anything to do with all this?
He wanted to say more.
But Lin Fan didn't give him the chance.
He directly stashed him inside the Universe Tripod, then came to Uncle Ghost's side to check his condition. It was good that he wasn't dead; if he were, it would've been a wasted death. Lin Fan then stashed Uncle Ghost into the Universe Tripod as well.
"Thank you, Senior, for coming to our rescue. Haoran Immortal Sect is eternally grateful," said the Sect Leader with gratitude.
If it weren't for Lin Fan's intervention, the consequences would've been unimaginable.
"No need. We're all Immortal Sects—how could I stand idly by when there's a Demon Path attack? Farewell."
Lin Fan did not linger and left the area with the mad old man.
Such a small Immortal Sect couldn't possibly capture his attention.
