Lin Mu remained slumped against the stone wall, his eyes closed while his breathing became deliberately uneven. His mind, however, was moving rapidly.
'Now what?'
The situation had become far more troublesome than he had anticipated. When he first entered the vault, he had expected to be questioned or perhaps escorted outside. At worst, he thought someone might notify one of the Wild Peak Elders before asking him to explain how he had entered.
Instead, the very first person he met had immediately resorted to violence.
Lin Mu still found it difficult to understand.
The Wild Peak disciples had been so straightforward that he had subconsciously assumed everyone attached to the Peak shared a similar temperament. Apparently that assumption had been completely wrong.
The man had skipped every reasonable step and gone directly to attacking. Even after seeing Little Bull wearing Wild Peak robes, hearing his explanation and confirming he possessed a disciple token, he still attacked.
