CHAPTER 288: NERVOUS WANG YANNIAN AND CONFUSED ZHAO CHANGLIN!

“Brother Zhao, wait here; I’ll go ahead and check the situation.”

Wang Yannian and Zhao Changlin stopped outside the villa but didn’t notice Su Lin on the rooftop. Though both were at the level of Human Immortals, Wang Yannian felt completely out of his depth with Su Lin.

Su Lin’s abilities were shrouded in mystery, and his current level was unknown to Wang Yannian. Previously, Su Lin had matched him in combat at while at the peak level of a Grandmaster, which was quite terrifying. Moreover, since it had been some time since their last confrontation,

He had no idea how much stronger Su Lin might have become. He worried that charging in recklessly could lead to disastrous losses—not only failing to delay Su Lin but potentially costing themselves heavily.

While confident in his own ability to retreat safely, any misstep by Zhao Changlin could offend Zhao’s powerful backers. With these thoughts, Wang Yannian dared not take any risks.

Zhao Changlin furrowed his brows, “What do you mean? Aren’t I supposed to help you stall Su Lin?”

“True, but there’s no need to actually fight with Su Lin. Just entangling him should suffice.”

“You and I are both at the level of Human Immortals, capable of intimidating most with our presence alone.”

Wang Yannian said slowly. “Brother Zhao, we’re merely fulfilling a request; there’s no need to exert ourselves too much.”

He avoided making eye contact with Zhao Changlin, fearful of revealing his anxiety. Zhao’s expression darkened. He had come with the intention of sizing up Su Lin, whose reputation had reached him through various channels.

To his dismay, Wang Yannian seemed reluctant to engage. As a renowned Ghost Doctor of the Xia Country, such timidity was contemptible to Zhao.

“I think we’re wasting time. If we’re supposed to delay him, why not just fight him directly?” Zhao looked at Wang Yannian with a trace of disdain. “He’s just an eighteen-year-old kid. As long as we don’t kill him, it should be fine.”

Kill him? Wang Yannian was speechless. Surviving Su Lin would be an achievement in itself.

“You don’t know the full story, Brother Zhao,” Wang had to explain. “Su Lin is no ordinary junior; his strength is surely no less than ours!”

Zhao Changlin found this even more amusing. He clapped Wang Yannian on the shoulder, “Don’t be so melodramatic. Both of us are at the level of Human Immortals, and Su Lin is just an eighteen-year-old. Even if he’s strong, could he really be stronger than both of us?”

“I think the juniors aren’t that formidable; it’s your fear that elevates them,” Zhao scoffed, doubting Wang Yannian’s words.

Wang sighed in exasperation and looked up, catching sight of Su Lin sitting on the villa’s rooftop. From that height, Su Lin would have a clear view of everything outside. It seemed he already knew they were there.

Zhao Changlin also noticed the figure on the rooftop and smiled wryly, “Let’s just fight and see what this so-called prodigy can do!”

“No way!” Wang Yannian immediately intervened.

It had come to the point where he needed to inform Zhao about what had transpired; otherwise, Zhao Changlin would continue to underestimate Su Lin.

Wang Yannian lowered his voice while looking at the rooftop, “Brother Zhao, I’m not joking. I’ve already fought Su Lin to a standstill when he was just at the peak of a Grandmaster.”

“Times change, and though he appears to be just a Human Immortal now, I truly can’t be sure of his exact strength!”

Zhao Changlin’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the young figure above, “Are you kidding? He’s only eighteen, how can he be that powerful?”

That’s exactly what’s so terrifying.

Wang Yannian sighed resignedly, “It’s true what they say, the new waves will always surpass the old. No matter what we say, we are getting old, and this world will eventually belong to the younger generation.”

He knew Su Lin was no ordinary person; his current strength was indeed immeasurable.

“At only eighteen, he’s already this powerful. Within ten years, he’ll definitely become a force to be reckoned with in Xia Country, no, in the entire world!”

Zhao Changlin no longer doubted Wang’s words. Believing them only made the young man seem even more formidable. Both watched Su Lin on the rooftop, neither daring to make a move.

As long as they didn’t attack, Su Lin likely wouldn’t strike at them either. Thus, simply standing there confronting Su Lin, even if it ended in a standoff, would fulfill their purpose.

Meanwhile, Su Lin, who had been on the villa rooftop for a long time, had already noticed Wang Yannian and Zhao Changlin’s arrival. He raised an eyebrow, puzzled by their lengthy murmurs at the fence.

Could Xiao Feiyu have given them another plan? He glanced at the time; more than ten minutes had passed—why hadn’t the old Wang and Zhao made a move?

Little did Su Lin know, Wang Yannian’s reluctance to initiate conflict stemmed from his fear of mutual destruction.