Lin Haoming and others put down their chopsticks, and the seven clan leaders also understood in their hearts that this was probably the moment when accounts would be settled.
At this moment, Ning Tiekun and the other two wore expressions of terror, their hearts pounding violently.
Senior Brother Lin stood before them, not uttering a single word, yet the pressure he exuded was immeasurable—like the towering peak of Mount Tai, instilling fear and trembling in those beneath it.
“Senior Brother…” Zhou Jun and Wang Yun swallowed hard, their expressions filled with tension.
“What should we do now?” Lin Fan finally spoke, looking down at the three men, his heart burning with fury. He felt a surge of anger—how dare they act arrogantly in his own home?
“Senior Brother, we really had no idea! It was all Ning Tiekun who dragged us here. Even if we had ten胆子 (guts), we would never dare to act recklessly in front of you,” Zhou Jun and Wang Yun pleaded desperately.
Senior Brother Lin was one of the candidates for the Sect Leader. Even if he killed them, the sect would not react strongly—perhaps only issue a warning. And now that they had committed a mistake, if Senior Lin killed them, the sect wouldn’t even say a word in protest.
Lin Haoming stood there, secretly delighted—this was his son, so impressive. Previously, he had been mercilessly humiliated by the other side, but now his son had returned. All the suffering he had endured before was nothing compared to this moment.
The seven clan leaders shared the same thought as Lin Haoming. Although Young Master Lin wasn’t directly related to their families, he was the one protecting their clans.
What could those lofty sect disciples, whom they had always viewed as superior, do now?
As soon as Young Master Lin returned, weren’t they all kneeling on the ground?
Normally, when they dined, they would hire performers to play music and enhance the atmosphere.
But today, although unexpected, the sound of heads hitting the floor during the meal was a bit grating—but to them, it was also incredibly pleasing.
“My son, these two juniors didn’t show us any disrespect,” Lin Haoming interceded for the two men. After all, they were his son’s juniors in the sect. No matter what, they belonged to the same sect. If things escalated too far, it might bring trouble for Xiao Fan.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jun and Wang Yun felt immense gratitude and immediately began kowtowing repeatedly. They hadn’t expected Senior Lin’s father to plead for them. At the same time, they burned with hatred toward Ning Tiekun.
It was all because of that guy! If it hadn’t been for him, none of this would have happened.
Damn it!
If they could survive this encounter with Senior Lin, they would definitely make Ning Tiekun pay.
“You two may escape death, but punishment is unavoidable. You know what you must do, don’t you?” Lin Fan said calmly.
Yet the entire room fell silent instantly.
Lin Hanyu stared in shock at her younger brother. She hadn’t expected him to have grown so powerful. These two were inner disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect—figures of great status compared to their small sect, far beyond what she could compare to.
The three senior female disciples beside her stood there like statues, unable to utter a word or even make a sound.
To them, the scene before them was so shocking that they didn’t know what to say.
Zhou Jun and Wang Yun exchanged glances. There was no hint of resistance in their eyes—only relief that they wouldn’t die.
This was the greatest mercy Senior Lin could grant them. If even this wasn’t enough to satisfy him, then death would be deserved.
At that moment, Zhou Jun and Wang Yun stretched out their hands, palms flat, and gritting their teeth, they unleashed their spiritual energy.
Crack!
Collapse!
“Make the father of Senior Lin pour us wine—these hands deserve to be severed.”
There was no bloodshed at the scene. Instead, their hands vanished instantly under the force of spiritual energy.
However, as experts at the Ancient Realm, they could regenerate lost limbs.
“Go over there and return later to receive your punishment from the sect,” Lin Fan ordered coldly. If he didn’t assert his authority now, they would really think they could get away with anything.
The commoners watching from outside the room were astonished by what they saw.
“How domineering! Young Master Lin is so impressive! These two actually severed their own arms.”
“Hehe, domineering? If it hadn’t been for Old Master Lin pleading for them, I bet those two would have lost their lives.”
“Come on, can it really be that extreme? After all, they’re from the same sect.”
“What’s so surprising? Didn’t you see the state of Young Master Lin’s female immortal companion? The moment they saw him, they were frozen in terror. Even if Young Master Lin had killed them, not a soul would have dared to utter a word.”
“That’s true. I wonder what will happen to that other guy. I heard he’s the son of some sect leader, so he must hold a high position.”
…
The commoners of Shenglong City discussed among themselves. They had never seen such a scene before. Today’s spectacle was truly eye-opening.
“Thank you, Senior Brother, for sparing our lives!” Zhou Jun and the other cried gratefully, their hearts truly shaken.
Only after hearing Senior Lin’s words did they finally feel a slight sense of relief.
The two stepped aside, heads bowed, too afraid to speak.
Lin Hanyu’s three senior female disciples looked at the two men, their bodies trembling slightly, especially the two senior sisters. They recalled their own behavior at the dinner table and began to sweat coldly.
Luckily, Hanyu was their junior disciple, and her younger brother hadn’t done anything to them.
What surprised them even more was that Hanyu actually had a younger brother like this. If they had known earlier, they definitely would have tried to get closer to Hanyu.
Not like the way they had treated her before.
Regret—deep, profound regret.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan stood before Ning Tiekun.
Sweat poured from Ning Tiekun’s forehead, his heart filled with tension and fear.
Looking into Lin Fan’s eyes, Ning Tiekun felt as if his very soul was being drawn in.
“I… I…” Ning Tiekun stammered, too terrified to speak clearly.
He was truly frightened. He turned his gaze toward Zhou Jun and Wang Yun, hoping they might plead for him, but the two remained indifferent, as if he meant nothing to them.
“Senior Lin, my father is the Sect Leader of Iron Sword Sect. Please spare my life!” Ning Tiekun cried out.
This was his last card—his father’s identity. He hoped this would be enough for the other party to show mercy.
Crack!
Suddenly, Lin Fan grabbed Ning Tiekun by the collar.
“Do you think my family is someone you can insult?” Lin Fan said coldly, his voice filled with killing intent, as if he could crush Ning Tiekun at any moment.
Upon hearing this, Ning Tiekun’s face turned deathly pale.
“Are you going to kill me?” Ning Tiekun couldn’t believe it. He hadn’t expected the other party to actually want to kill him.
Zhou Jun and Wang Yun felt a chill run through their bodies. They knew Senior Lin truly intended to kill Ning Tiekun.
“Hmph. Remember this: the price for insulting my family is your life.”
At this moment, Lin Fan’s killing intent surged.
The crowd was equally shocked, as if frozen by the scene before them.
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