Lin Jianxing was an exceptionally decisive man. The moment he finished speaking, the Starsea Godship, which had come to a stop, instead burst forth with even greater speed and suddenly shot forward, presumably charging straight into the Myriad Swords Divine Mausoleum.
"Lin Jianxing! Are you insane?! This is the ancestral mausoleum!!!"
Amid the howling storm, the furious roars of those trying to stop him could faintly be heard.
But they soon became inaudible.
Judging by this, Lin Jianxing intended to present Li Tianming before everyone even before the ancestral worship ceremony began. A Starsea Godship could cause a far greater commotion and draw more attention.
"Lin Feng! From now on, everyone will point at your spine and curse you! Are you scared? Why should a bastard like you have survived? Why? Hahaha!"
Lin Jianxing looked utterly mad as he screamed shrilly.
His hatred for Lin Mu had never diminished.
Those words made the girls extraordinarily tense.
The four of them were now like prisoners trapped in a cage.
Rumble!
Before long, that sword-shaped Starsea Godship plunged into the ground amid countless clamorous sounds, coming to a stop with a thunderous roar.
"Who dares disrupt the ancestral worship?"
"Which unfilial wretch is it? Get out here!"
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
The voices outside rang like thunder, shaking their way into the Starsea Godship and making Li Tianming and the others' eardrums tremble.
Lin Jianxing went out.
As he appeared before all the "big shots," Li Tianming heard his grief-stricken voice.
"Everyone! The reason I forcibly barged into the Myriad Swords Divine Mausoleum is because I have brought a person burdened with monstrous sins! Today, during the ancestral worship, he must atone for them! Once you see who I have brought, you will understand that my misconduct was absolutely not reckless!"
Lin Jianxing