The moment Lin Yi clapped eyes on Lanyun Half-Saint, his pupils couldn't help but contract slightly.
Lanyun Half-Saint had arrived so swiftly.
It seemed that, after all, he was a beat too late, and that fellow Yun Shan had already sent out the message.
Seeing only Lin Yi at the site and not the figure of Yun Shan, Lanyun Half-Saint's eyebrows furrowed, "Lin Yi, my young friend, where is Yun Shan?"
Lin Yi's expression remained calm, "I have not met Yun Shan."
Upon hearing this, Lanyun Half-Saint's face suddenly turned cold, "Yun Shan has already sent a message to me, my young friend Lin Yi, there's no need to pretend anymore."
"What exactly have you done to my disciple?"
"Rest assured, he's still alive."
Lin Yi's face was without a ripple, "As long as you take me to see the Blood Prison Sword Saint, I can ensure his safety."
"Of course, that's possible, but before that, you need to answer me one question," Lanyun Half-Saint said, eyes narrowing as he stared at Lin Yi.
