Lin Mu narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
He had not considered it from that angle, but it aligned with the Saintess's wisdom. Karmic entanglements were not trifles. Once forged, they rippled outward like threads in a vast tapestry. They could pull enemies closer, bind fates together, or even be exploited by those who walked the path of divination.
Cattaleya's lips parted, her face hardening as she finally spoke.
"Then tell me," she said, her tone lower now, steadier, though there was a faint tremor in her voice. "What kind of threat does Lin Mu carry that I should be so cautious? What danger could possibly be great enough to jeopardize my clan simply because of a drop of his blood?"
The Saintess turned her eyes back to Lin Mu, then back to Cattaleya.
