The farce quickly ended.
Zhang Fusheng took Lin Shiquan back to the city center and lifted the restrictions on him—but necessary surveillance was still indispensable.
Lin Shiquan could understand this.
After all, mere words carry no weight.
Under Zhang Fusheng's witness, he immediately contacted Lin Yusheng to report all matters in detail.
On the other end of the phone, Lin Yusheng fell into silence.
For a long time.
"Central Pole Sect Leader, Emperor of the Underworld, Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate..."
Lin Yusheng murmured deeply and spoke:
"Is the Divine Envoy there?"
"I'm here." Zhang Fusheng responded indifferently: "I am blessed by divine grace, endowed with the Dharma Aspect of the Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate, capable of directly communicating with deities, feel free to tell me whatever you have to say."
Both Lin Shiquan and Lin Yusheng, who was far away in the Golden City, turned pale simultaneously.
