With Qian Tong dead, many of his old customers had lost their source of pills.
Take the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, for example. What Martial Artist would not want to keep one in reserve for emergencies?
One more Nine Revolutions Golden Pill meant one more life. With Qian Tong dead, that extra life was gone as well.
Many people vented their anger on Lin Zhen, claiming that he owed them a life and that sooner or later, they would make him repay it with his own.
But most of them only dared to talk. They would never dare come to the Holy Land.
Those who dared come to the Holy Land were definitely no ordinary people.
Like the one who had arrived now.
When Lin Zhen left his room, he found a large crowd gathered outside, including quite a few students from the Heaven Class and Earth Class.
On the plaza outside, Jin Nuo stood not far from Lin Zhen's door, confronting another person.
Lin Zhen was startled by the sight. He did not know Jin Nuo's exact strength, but he knew Jin Nuo was extraordinarily powerful—powerful beyond imagination. Yet such a person had personally come out to stop someone else. That meant this person had to be extremely powerful as well.
It was an old man dressed in coarse clothes, with a bamboo hat slung across his back. He looked like an old fisherman.
But simply standing there, he felt as unfathomable as a sea of stars.
Several people followed behind the old man, and none of them looked ordinary.
Yet Jin Nuo paid no attention to the others. He looked only at the old man and said, "Tian Hen, Lin Zhen is an important disciple of our Holy Land. We cannot let you do anything to him.