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Chapter 8: The Fury of Lin Feiyu
Upon hearing the scolding voice, Lin Nan felt as if he had swallowed a fly, his face contorted in disgust.
A hundred Spirits transformed into dark clouds, rushing towards Lin Feiyu! In less than a second, they completely vanished into the ring on his finger.
Mao Youdao had spent decades in the Ghost Market and had seen all sorts of situations; facing life-and-death crises, he could remain unfazed!
However, when confronted with the sword light surrounding him, he revealed a hint of shock! He raised his hand to touch it, and his finger split slightly, blood seeping out.
Then he turned around, looking at Lian Yun with even greater astonishment.
Lian Yun withdrew her hand, causing the broken branches and debris around Mao Youdao to suddenly fall. She then smiled apologetically at him and bowed in apology, before looking at Lin Feiyu with a mix of shock and confusion!
Lin Feiyu's expression was so dark it seemed like it could drip water! Yet he looked at Lian Yun with a hint of helplessness and said, "Your grandmother has decreed that without descendants, one cannot become an emperor! If there is excess Spiritual Energy, nurture the Yokai!"
Just then, Xue Steward rushed in with ten guards, his face filled with anger.
Lin Feiyu's tone turned cold and devoid of emotion as he said, "What a coincidence; I don't believe this. Don't let me find out who is behind this. Even if it's the Alliance High Command, the Lin Clan will settle the score, even if it means breaking away from the alliance!"
"Secondly, Xue, if you dare to speak again, I will execute you in the street. Do you believe me?"
"Thirdly, go back and tell certain high-ranking officials in the alliance to behave themselves. My brother never intended to seek revenge for what happened years ago; our family has already let things go. However, my brother is not someone foolish enough to be spied upon! If there’s a next time, don’t blame me for storming into the Huaxia Alliance headquarters!"
Across from him, Xue Steward's face was twisted with hatred, resembling an Evil Spirit; he was terrified to the extreme and furious beyond measure.
Yet he did not let out even a heavy breath.
This was because without Monarch-level power, one could not control Yokai; this was a law. Those possessing Monarch-level combat strength held a very high status—killing someone in public was tantamount to acting first and justifying later—and regardless of right or wrong, they would not face severe punishment!
After all, there were only about a thousand Monarchs in the entire alliance, and those who possessed Monarch-level combat strength would not exceed three thousand!
Such scarce combat power was naturally afforded great protection by the alliance and enjoyed immense privileges.
If Lin Feiyu were to kill Xue Steward, then Xue would die for nothing.
Once again, Lin Feiyu spoke three sentences.
The first was that if the Spirit Cage was merely a side flip that could allow the Spirit to escape, then no ordinary person would dare to approach a place like the Ghost Market.
The coincidence of timing alone suggested that someone had orchestrated this.
The second sentence was that just as Xue Steward was about to scold, he was threatened by Lin Feiyu, silencing him. Lin Feiyu needed no explanation or justification!
The third sentence stated that to cause trouble in the Capital Ghost Market, one would need significant power! No matter how arrogant an ordinary person might be, they wouldn't have the guts for it.
Xue Steward's immediate appearance also indicated that there must be a conspiracy at play.
If the enforcement personnel of the Ghost Market were so quick to react, then there would be no need for the Ghost Slave stores to make their cages so sturdy and secure!
Although Xue Steward's swift arrival seemed to cover up the earlier incident, it was nothing more than a futile attempt. How could Lin Feiyu believe it was truly an accident?
Thus, it seemed that someone within the Alliance High Command feared Lian Yun's potential resurgence and had plotted to probe Lian Yun's strength.
However, Lin Feiyu could not tolerate such actions—not even a little.
This led him to be willing to sever ties with the Alliance in order to seek revenge on the behind-the-scenes Alliance High Command and boldly declare his intent to destroy the headquarters of the Huaxia Alliance.
The fact that Lian Yun had not yet done anything, yet the Alliance sent people to probe them, indicated that if Lian Yun were to rise again, the Alliance would conspire against them once more.
Last time there was pressure from the Demon Clan, which could be overlooked, but now it was clear that someone within the Alliance could not tolerate Lian Yun's existence. Even if they used precaution as an excuse, it was something Lin Feiyu could not accept.
Thus, the usually kind Lin Feiyu began to view the entire Huaxia Alliance as 'garbage,' revealing his domineering aura.
At just twenty-three years old, had it not been for Grandma's orders, he would have already surpassed Monarch-level strength; he indeed possessed such qualifications for dominance.
This made Lian Yun, Lin Nan, and Sun Chendong show expressions of admiration.
For Lian Yun, however, there was more of a feeling of gratitude.
Because his elder brother, who had always been kind to others, could easily tolerate such matters, but when it came to himself, he would not allow any transgressions.
This kind of care was like that of an elder brother, as if he were a father!
Lian Yun lightly tugged at Lin Feiyu's sleeve, smiling gently and shaking his head slightly.
He did not want the Lin family to face unnecessary disputes because of him!
Seeing his cousin in a bit of difficulty, Lin Feiyu's previously gloomy and somewhat angry expression softened a little. However, he still shot a cold glance at Xue Steward before cupping his hands towards Mao Youdao and saying, "I apologize for startling you, Mr. Mao."
Mao Youdao withdrew his hand and left alone!
Lin Feiyu then turned back to glance at Lian Yun and the others before leading the way out.
"Brother Sun, may we meet again!"
Lian Yun cupped his hands in farewell to Sun Chendong and then pulled Lin Nan to follow behind Lin Feiyu. Just like in their childhood, Lian Yun and Lin Nan were like little shadows trailing after Lin Feiyu.
As if recalling some joyful moments from the past, Lian Yun's smile grew even brighter!
Perhaps because Lin Feiyu displayed strength comparable to that of a Monarch, no one obstructed them on their way back. There were many onlookers along the sides of the road, but they only offered various praises and exclamations; no one dared to mock Lian Yun again.
Thus, the three of them quickly exited the haunted area and returned to the car, instructing the driver to take them back to the Lin family home!
Once inside the car, Lian Yun curiously asked, "Brother! How long have you had your Yokai?"
Lin Feiyu's expression relaxed as he smiled slightly and replied, "About two years now."
Lian Yun was somewhat shocked but brightened up, nodding as he said, "If you can't control it, it would be better to break through sooner rather than later. Otherwise, if you linger too long, it could be harmful to yourself!"
"Hehe! Only Yun dares to defy Grandma's orders at home! But Grandma is not someone who lacks judgment; if it comes to a point where I must break through, she will naturally urge me to do so!"
"I see I was overthinking!"
Lin Feiyu patted Lian Yun on the shoulder, offering a faint smile and choosing not to say more.
The reason Grandma sought out Lin Feiyu right after being discharged from the hospital a few days ago was likely due to having such an outstanding descendant; it was hard not to care.
"Brother! Are we going to the Alliance Academy?" Lin Nan suddenly asked.
This caused Lian Yun's expression to stiffen for a moment before he shook his head and replied, "Yan'er knows my strength is considerable. If I go now, it would only be in vain. It's better to wait until my strength has recovered to a certain level."
Lin Nan nodded, not saying anything further. Before long, the three of them returned to the Lin family home. However, as soon as they got out of the car, a servant rushed over and respectfully said, "I greet Young Master Lin, Young Master Yun, and Young Master Lin. We just received news that Sword Forging Ancestor Ouzhizi Yan will be gifting swords based on the rankings of the Alliance Tournament in three months!"
"The Matriarch wishes to personally guide Young Master Lin and has sent me here to inform you! Young Master Lin should head straight to the Matriarch's location upon returning!"
Lin Nan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, unable to suppress a shiver, his eyes filled with fear.
However, Lin Feiyu's expression darkened as he let out a cold snort.
"Hmph~~"
(End of Chapter)
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