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"Fine, if you really want to get serious, then I'll accompany you to the end." Lin Yin's gaze darkened as she turned her head to look at Jiang Chen.
"Master, how much should that scoundrel who offended us yesterday compensate?" Lin Yin asked.
"One hundred million," Jiang Chen replied casually.
"What if he doesn't pay?" Lin Yin pressed on.
"You've been with me for a few years now; don't you know my style?" Jiang Chen smiled.
"I understand, Master," Lin Yin nodded. Although she appeared innocent and rarely engaged in fights, her past as an assassin meant she wouldn't hesitate when it came to killing. Moreover, having been influenced by Jiang Chen's approach, Lin Yin had become even more decisive in her actions, striving to match her master's resolve.
Of course, Lin Yin wouldn't resort to murder lightly. However, teaching someone a lesson had become second nature to her by now.
Hearing the conversation between the master and disciple, Manager Qian's group was initially stunned before bursting into derisive laughter, their eyes filled with disdain.
These two young people dared to speak like this? Had they not seen the situation unfolding around them?
"Miss Lin, this is not a place for your arrogance. You injured Manager Qian's son and then demand one hundred million in compensation? That's utterly ridiculous. If you continue to act so recklessly and end up getting hurt or worse, it will be your own fault," Chen Jie Li reprimanded in a deep tone.
"President Chen, this matter is between Manager Qian and me; you need not interfere," Lin Yin replied coolly.
"Manager Qian is a sponsor of this Martial Arts Arena Tournament and also a partner of our Dao City Martial Arts Association. He contributes generously to our events. His affairs are my affairs. Since you refuse to sit down and discuss this, I will take charge. Apologize to Manager Qian's son and compensate him fifty million for medical expenses and emotional damages. If not, whatever happens tonight will be on you," Chen Jie Li said sternly, his tone laced with a threat.
But Lin Yin showed him no respect; his position as President of the Dao City Martial Arts Association held no weight with her.
"You have no authority here," Lin Yin's expression darkened.
Tension escalated between the two sides.
Liu Chaowu stood awkwardly to the side but remained silent when he saw Jiang Chen was unfazed.
"Grandpa, there's no need to get worked up over her; we still have to welcome Elder Wu. Once Elder Wu arrives, let's see who dares to act recklessly. The people from the Hidden Sect are not known for their patience," Chen Ran quickly advised.
Chen Ran still harbored feelings for Lin Yin and naturally did not want his grandfather to truly clash with her.
Chen Jie Li snorted coldly but then softened his expression. As a senior figure, he couldn't let a young girl provoke him into losing composure; he needed to be patient. Besides, Lin Yin had an impressive background; if he were to injure her, it would lead to trouble. However, once the Hidden Sect members arrived, if Lin Yin continued her defiance and offended the elders of the Hidden Sect, she would have only herself to blame for any consequences that followed.
The rules of the outside world and the law held no sway over the Hidden Sect.
"Indeed, my sworn brother Elder Wu from the Hidden Sect is about to arrive. I must go welcome him; I have no time to waste on you insignificant characters." Chen Jie Li felt a surge of pride at the thought of Elder Wu's arrival.
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