"You can't do anything to me. Even if we fought until nightfall, there would be no result."
Qing Tan shook her head and turned to leave.
"No, you have to fight me! Hahaha, there was a piece of trash from your branch family who was crippled in a single move at the last Clan Assembly. You don't want to be as cowardly as him, do you?"
Watching Qing Tan walk farther and farther away, Lin Feng could only shout in frustration.
"What did you say? How dare you call my father trash?!"
Qing Tan abruptly turned around, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury as she glared at Lin Feng like a Little Wildcat with its fur standing on end.
"Hahaha, I never expected that piece of trash to be your father. As the saying goes, like father, like son. You really are quite like him."
Lin Feng froze slightly at the sight before bursting into laughter.
"Lin Feng, you're courting death!"
Qing Tan's eyes reddened, and the terrifying Yin Sha Qi within her erupted like a volcano, locking onto the wildly arrogant Lin Feng from afar and placing immense pressure on this Minor Yuan Dan Stage expert.
"That's enough, Qing Tan. Leave the rest to me."
A slender hand suddenly rested on the Green-clad Girl's shoulder. The rampaging Yin Sha Qi within her seemed to be brushed aside by an invisible hand, quickly calming down.
"Brother Lin Dong, you're finally back."
Hearing that familiar voice, Qing Tan turned around in delight.
"Mm, I just returned after successfully cultivating the Bronze Thunder Body, only to run into something so interesting." Lin Dong smiled and rubbed Qing Tan's little head. The girl, whose body had been developing rapidly during puberty, had already grown to his chin.
"Lin Dong is back! Lin Dong