Roar!
Accompanied by a majestic beastly roar, the ever-larger Little Flame carried Lin Dong into the sky from the Lin Family Clan Territory, speeding toward the outskirts of the city.
After resting for several days following his return from the Ancient Tomb Residence, Lin Dong finally departed.
"Dong'er has left. I wonder whether he'll make it back in time for the clan assembly two years from now?"
Two figures stood atop a towering building, looking up at the black dot on the horizon.
"Rest assured, Father. Dong'er has always been steady in his dealings."
Lin Xiao reassured Lin Zhentian, though he quietly sighed inwardly.
With the Yan City Lin Family's current strength, they could have established themselves independently and lived freely. Why return to that damned Inner Clan of the Lin Clan and needlessly find themselves ancestors to answer to, leaving themselves constrained at every turn?
Yet the old man, Lin Zhentian, was fixated on returning to the Inner Clan and the Ancestral Land. Fine, then. Even if they did return, they could simply ignore orders and summons alike.
Hmm, if Dong'er could one day become one of those legendary Nirvana Stage experts, then their branch could return to the Ancestral Land and fully take over the Lin Clan.
The fiery beast shadow streaked swiftly across the sky and was about to pass over Yan City's walls when Lin Dong spotted a powerful figure standing in the distance atop a section of the city wall below.
He was a jade-faced middle-aged man, a Creation Stage expert.
"City Lord Shi, are you here to see Lin Dong off?"
Lin Dong patted Little Flame's tiger back, signaling him to stop for the moment.
"Hahaha, Young Friend Lin Dong truly is clever. Seeing you off is only one reason. As for the other,