...Just one person. There was no reason for him to be afraid.
Soon, Young Master Lin arrived, though he didn't get too close. He stopped in midair, several hundred meters away, took a deep breath, and cupped his fists. "I am Lin Xingzhou of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion. How may I address you?"
Qin Fang watched him. A thought occurred to him, and he had a good idea of why the man was here.
But he said nothing, merely watching.
Lin Xingzhou waited a moment. Seeing that Qin Fang had no intention of replying, his expression remained composed. Instead, he spoke with sincerity, "Sir, I've come to apologize."
The moment he spoke, Qin Fang knew he'd guessed correctly.
He calmly watched the other man, remaining silent.
