When the lice were many, the itch no longer mattered; when the debts were many, there was no longer any worry

Meanwhile, after Lin Xuan finished tearfully recounting his grievances before Lin Kun.

Lin Kun frowned deeply. He knew his own son's temperament all too well.

But since things had already come to this, saying more was useless. The Lin Family still needed to maintain some face in Dongzhou City.

At worst, they could make up Tianhe Pill Shop's account in a few days. It was not some major matter.

"Hmph, that Steward Wu has so little regard for my Lin Family that he even dared come to our door demanding payment. Sooner or later, I will deal with him.

However, you must not provoke the Tianhe Sect again. Keep a lower profile in your actions lately."

"Father, are we just going to let this matter go?" Lin Xuan's face was filled with unwillingness.

He was clearly the one throwing his weight around and bullying others, yet he was also the one crying the loudest.

Sure enough, the child who cried knew where the milk was.

"Stop this nonsense!" Lin Kun rebuked. "The situation is delicate now, and the Gate of the Spirit Realm is about to open.

Ancestor is in seclusion, striving to obtain the qualification to enter the Spirit Realm and seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.

If Ancestor successfully enters the Spirit Realm, the status of our Lin Family will become something it could never have been before.

When that time comes, let alone teaching Steward Wu a lesson, even the Tianhe Sect will have to show our Lin Family some respect.

But for now, we absolutely cannot lose the bigger picture over a small matter and ruin Ancestor's great undertaking."

Although Lin Fan was unwilling, he did not dare defy his father's orders. He could only grit his teeth and answer, "Yes, Father."

Though he said so,