Time to head back and tally the spoils. This haul is substantial. Once I absorb it all, my strength will surge again. Maybe even enough to crush a Nirvana Realm cultivator.
With that thought, Lin Xuan called out to Lin Dong, and the two returned to the Ancient Tomb Mansion.
By the time they arrived, Xuan Su and the others had finished roasting the Wind Luan Bird and were waiting for Lin Xuan to join the feast.
Most of the crowd around the mansion had already dispersed.
The Wang Clan members, having witnessed Lin Xuan's fury and Wang Yan's humiliating retreat, had fled in terror long ago. Only the Lin Clan contingent remained.
They lingered in hopes of meeting Lin Xuan and resolving the earlier misunderstanding—after all, both he and Lin Langtian were proud geniuses of the Lin Clan.
Yet when Lin Xuan returned alongside Lin Dong, casually holding Wang Yan's Great Luo Golden Spear, Tao Lao, Lin Ke'er, Lin Chen, and the others felt their hearts seize.
One chilling thought struck them all: Had Lin Xuan killed Wang Yan?
He actually dared to kill him!
Lin Chen, who had provoked Lin Xuan earlier, was especially terrified. If Lin Xuan would slay even Wang Yan, what wouldn't he do?
He had once planned to ask Lin Langtian for help settling the score, but now that Lin Langtian himself had been defeated, Lin Chen had no leverage left.
With such overwhelming power, even if Lin Xuan killed him, no one could avenge him.
Lin Chen was utterly petrified.
"Still here?" Lin Xuan asked as he landed, his mere presence pressing down on them like an invisible mountain. None dared to breathe loudly.
Lin Chen, Lin Feng, and the others who had acted arrogantly back at the clan branch now trembled uncontrollably.
Silence hung heavy in the air.
Lin Chen nudged Lin Feng and the rest forward.
Shaking, they approached Lin Xuan.
Led by Lin Chen, they dropped to their knees with a resounding thud.
The others quickly followed suit.
"Lin… Lin Xuan, clan brother," Lin Chen stammered, "we're all family. Whatever happened before was our mistake.
There were too many people around earlier—but now, with fewer eyes on us, your clan brother kneels before you."
What just happened?
They dropped to their knees!
The members of the Myriad Gold Chamber of Commerce stared in stunned silence, jaws slack.
Even Tao Lao, Lin Ke'er, and the other Lin Clan members hadn't expected this turn of events.
Yet it made perfect sense. Lin Xuan was simply too frightening. The genius they had all idolized—Lin Langtian, the undisputed pride of the clan—had been thoroughly defeated by him.
And now, from the looks of it, even the insufferably arrogant Wang Yan of the imperial capital had suffered a brutal fate at his hands.
No one in their right mind would dare cross such a ruthless figure.
"Stand up," Lin Xuan said calmly, sparing them only a brief glance before turning his attention to the sizzling roasted Wind Luan Bird.
..
"I already dealt with your earlier disrespect. I'm not holding any grudges."
"Thank you!"
Lin Chen and the others bowed their heads in gratitude, scrambling to their feet with obvious relief washing over their faces.
"Lin… Lin Xuan," Lin Ke'er said hesitantly, choosing her words with care. "What caused the rift between you and Brother Langtian? You're both from the same clan.
Whatever the disagreement, it can surely be settled. I can ask the clan elders to mediate if you'd like."
She spoke from the heart—she truly didn't want to see the clan torn by internal strife.
"It's nothing serious," Lin Xuan replied, tearing off a piece of tender meat with a casual smirk.
"No mediation needed. Next time we meet, as long as Lin Langtian gets on his knees and apologizes, we'll call it even."
"This…"
Lin Ke'er fell silent. Lin Langtian's pride would never allow him to kneel.
Clearly, Lin Xuan had no intention of letting the matter rest.
The rest of the Lin Clan group felt a shiver of unease. Lin Xuan was overwhelmingly dominant....and with the strength he had displayed, he had earned the right to be.
After witnessing that battle, they were utterly convinced.
A quiet worry for Lin Langtian's future began to gnaw at them.
With Lin Xuan's position stated so plainly, further pleading would be futile.
They weren't close enough to him to press the issue anyway. Soon, Tao Lao led the group in a polite farewell and departed.
He intended to return to Yan City and speak with Lin Zhentian, hoping the patriarch could help smooth things over.
Not long after, Lin Xuan's small group finished their feast, savoring every last bite of the delicious roasted meat.
"Time to head back?" Xia Wanjin asked Lin Xuan. As president of the chamber, a mountain of responsibilities awaited him.
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