Lin Shan watched Hu Yang's retreating figure, deep in thought.
"Second Uncle, we absolutely can't let this go!" Lin Ao stepped forward and said through gritted teeth.
"Shut up! You brat, you just arrived in Lingxu and you're already causing trouble. Don't stay in Lingxu any longer—return to Fan City immediately!" Lin Shan glared at Lin Ao.
"Second Uncle!" Lin Shan was unwilling to accept it.
"Sigh... You can't afford to provoke someone this powerful. Let it go!" Lin Shan sighed at the sight.
"Someone powerful? Even you're no match for him, Second Uncle?" Lin Ao froze and looked at Lin Shan.
Lin Shan shook his head with a bitter smile. "If I were his match, why would your second uncle be in this state? I wonder which family this young man's top genius comes from."
Hearing this, Lin Ao thought for a moment before lowering his head unwillingly.
"Sigh... Go back! You can't provoke him. Let it go!" Lin Shan patted Lin Ao on the shoulder.
Shortly afterward, the group left the street and headed toward Fu Long Academy.
The next day, Lin Ao led his servants out of Lingxu City. At the city gate, he turned back to look at the city.
How could he simply let such humiliation go? He swore that one day, he would regain his dignity. Hu Yang's appearance was deeply etched into his heart.
In a village not far from Lingxu City stood a ruined temple. Hu Yang spent the night there with the little beggar.
After talking with him, Hu Yang felt considerable sympathy for the little beggar.
The boy's life had been full of misfortune. His parents had abandoned him when he was very young, and his grandfather had found and raised him.
A few years ago, his grandfather fell seriously