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"Framing a fellow clansman is also a crime under the Lin Clan's rules, isn't it?"
"Lin Jianchen and Lin Xingqing, at least ten years."
"Once the Discipline Hall arrives, Lin Feng can directly hold them accountable with the evidence!"
"He won't let this chance for revenge slip by. You can tell that his cultivation isn't high, but he's a ruthless one."
The crowd broke into discussion once more.
Hearing these words, the seven on Lin Jianchen's side and the five on Lin Xingqing's side were clearly panicking.
"Jianchen, Xingqing, come here."
Li Tianming waved with a smile.
This left many people utterly baffled, like monks taller than ten feet trying to feel their way through the dark.
Lin Jianchen stared at him fiercely.
Lin Xingqing trembled all over, tears and snot streaming down her face as she looked at Li Tianming in terror.
"Come on."
Li Tianming draped his arms over their shoulders and pulled them before him.
He addressed the foreign spectators from Darkstar, saying, "Everyone, I'm truly sorry for making a spectacle of myself today. Causing such a commotion over my personal affairs has really troubled you all. I'll apologize to everyone on behalf of the two of them."
With that, he pressed down on the pair and made them bow to the guests.
"Then, I still want to tell everyone this: I came to the Lin Clan and 'claimed' the sinful identity of Lin Mu's son. I did not come to make enemies of the Lin Clan's disciples. I want to contribute to the Lin Clan. Even if my strength is meager, I will not slack off! If everyone insists on seeing me as a wastrel, then please add a qualifier—I am a wastrel willing to devote himself to the Lin Clan."