Taking the Clan Chief Position

"Langtian?!"

Staring at the figure that had suddenly appeared, Lin Fan was the first among the Lin Clan to react, and he immediately cried out in shock.

"Clan Leader, I trust you have been well." Lin Langtian turned around and smiled at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan burst into laughter, stepped forward, and heavily patted Lin Langtian on the shoulder. Somewhat excitedly, he said, "Good, Langtian. You are the pride of our Lin Clan!"

The Lin Clan had attained such a lofty status in the Great Yan Dynasty, to the point where even the Imperial Clan treated them with courtesy. All of it was thanks to Lin Langtian's struggles outside.

At this moment, the people atop the city walls gradually came back to their senses. Looking at the green-robed youth standing before Lin Fan, they all exchanged glances.

Many here were somewhat familiar with Lin Langtian. Several years ago, when he had left the Great Yan Dynasty to participate in the Hundred Dynasties War, he had merely been a carefree young man.

Yet when they saw him again now, that youth of old had already begun to carry the bearing of a grandmaster. With that casual strike earlier, he had blocked the attack of a Samsara Stage expert.

Just how terrifying was such strength?

"Hehe, so it was little brother Langtian who came to our rescue. On behalf of the Great Yan Dynasty, I offer you my thanks." Mo Jingtian hurried forward, clasped his fists, and smiled. There was even a trace of deference in that smile.

In this world, strength reigned supreme. In Lin Langtian's eyes now, he, the ruler of the Imperial Clan, was likely nothing at all.

Moreover, Lin Langtian was now the Heavenly Mansion Lord.

Even Mo Jingtian had heard of the Heavenly Mansion's formidable strength.

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