Lin Tian looked at the clean-shaven old man in front of him, grinned, and said, "Seventh Elder, if I'm not mistaken, you only have the strength of a high-level Martial Artist now, right? If I want to seize it by force, you likely don't stand a chance."
Lin Tian couldn't discern the other's strength, it was merely a guess. Golden Core masters weren't common; each ancient martial arts family, apart from concealed experts, didn't have many Golden Core masters.
The Wang Family already had many Golden Core masters; anymore would be somewhat freakish.
Moreover, Golden Core masters possess an indescribable aura of profundity that Mr. Wang, Wang Manzi, and Xu Shoujiang all have. As for the seventh elder in front of him, Lin Tian felt none of it.
Even if he were a Golden Core master, so what? Lin Tian wouldn't take him seriously. Currently, the only person he fears is that old undying Mr. Wang.
