Lin Wan

Silence fell over the entire hall.

The words, "I, Lin Feng, will wait for him here," were like cold stones dropped into a deep pool, echoing within the assembly hall, stirring not ripples, but an irrepressible chill and sense of absurdity in the hearts of Wang Xiong and Li Wanshan.

Wang Xiong's facial muscles twitched violently. The fear he had suppressed was ignited by this ultimate provocation, transforming into boundless rage.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He uttered "good" three times in a row, each word squeezed from between his teeth, laced with bone-deep malice.

"Lin Feng! Since you're bent on death, I'll grant it to you! I've already notified Teng'er!

He'll be here immediately! I want to see how you, this arrogant wretch, will extricate yourself later!"

As soon as his voice fell, as if to confirm his words, an invisible pressure spread from afar like a tide, engulfing the entire Northern Garrison Command.

It wasn't a deliberately released aura, but rather a natural emanation of pressure, superior to everyone else's, causing many guards with lower cultivation levels in the hall to gasp for breath.

A hint of color returned to Li Wanshan's pale face. As if finding a backbone, he shrieked, "Did you hear that, Lin Feng?

Nephew Wang Teng is here! Your death day has arrived!"

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged. He didn't even spare a glance at the yelling Li Wanshan, his gaze calmly fixed on the hall's entrance, as if awaiting an expected guest.

This composure, which defied reason, only amplified the unease in Wang Xiong's heart.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

The clear, rhythmic sound of horse hooves approached from a distance, unhurried, yet carrying a peculiar cadence that struck everyone's heart.

The sound stopped outside the assembly hall, followed by the subtle rustle of a carriage curtain being lifted.

A figure, bathed in the light from the doorway, walked in slowly.

The newcomer was about twenty years old, with a tall, straight posture and a handsome face. He wore a brocade robe embroidered with flowing cloud patterns, a jade belt cinching his waist, exuding an air of noble coldness.

His steps were steady, and with each footfall, the condensed, almost tangible True Essence surrounding him caused the air to ripple slightly.

This person was none other than Wang Teng!

His gaze first swept over the messy ground, pausing briefly on the unrecognizable corpse of Nalan Qing. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, and then he looked at Wang Xiong.

His tone carried a hint of faint displeasure, as if his peace had been disturbed.

"Father, what could be so urgent? A mere Lin Feng is worth you using a secret talisman to summon me here immediately?"

He didn't even look at Lin Feng at first. The arrogance stemming from his bones was more suffocating than Wang Xiong's naked threats.

Wang Xiong quickly stepped forward, pointing at Lin Feng, his voice sharp with agitation.

"Teng'er! This brat, I don't know what fortunate encounter he had, but his strength has greatly increased. He brazenly killed the Nalan family head!

He even spoke wildly, insulting my Wang family, belittling the Mysterious Cloud Sect, and proclaiming that you... that you should come here and die! Your father truly cannot tolerate this any longer!"

"Oh?" Wang Teng finally seemed to truly notice Lin Feng's presence.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Lin Feng. His eyes were calm and placid, yet carried a condescending scrutiny, like a great dragon looking down upon ants on the ground.

"I wondered who it was. So it's you, the trash who was lucky enough to survive."

His voice was flat, devoid of any heat, but the contempt within cut to the bone.

"What? Killing a piece of trash like Nalan Qing has made you so inflated that you think you can speak to me, Wang Teng?"

"A frog in a well, unaware of the vastness of the world, unaware that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens.

Do you think this shallow pond of Black Rock City can nurture a true dragon? Ridiculous."

Facing Wang Teng's powerful aura, which was almost tangible, and his undisguised humiliation, Lin Feng's eyes sharpened like knives. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward, his fighting spirit surging, directly clashing against the pressure.

"Enough of your nonsense, Wang Teng!

Do you dare to fight me now?"

"Now? Fight you?" Wang Teng let out a scoff, as if hearing the most absurd joke in the world.

He sized Lin Feng up, the amusement in his eyes growing more intense. "You are not worthy."

His tone was firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"The ten-day pact was set by my own mouth. How can it be changed because of the clamor of an ant like you?

What I want is to, under the witness of everyone in Black Rock City, crush your so-called confidence and reliance bit by bit, letting you die in endless regret and despair.

That would be worthy of my Wang Teng's intervention.

He paused, as if savoring Lin Feng's "overestimation of his abilities," his tone carrying a cruel playfulness.

"Killing you now would be too boring and too easy for you. Your life is already mine, and the time has not yet come."

"Scared?" Lin Feng's words were like knives, stabbing directly.

"Scared?" Wang Teng's eyes turned slightly cold, a sharp glint flashing, but then he quickly regained his air of arrogant control. "A provocation? Childish."

He waved his hand as if shooing away a fly. "Instead of trying to out-talk me here and waste the last precious moments of your life, Lin Feng, if I were you..."

His voice deliberately drew out, his gaze carrying a knowing malice that seemed to see through everything, he spoke slowly.

"Why don't you hurry back and check on your precious sister, Lin Wan...

Heh, I hear she hasn't been feeling too well lately. Living alone in that rundown little courtyard on the west side of the city, with no one to look after her. Black Rock City hasn't been peaceful lately, you know."

These words were like poisoned ice picks, instantly piercing the softest, most untouchable forbidden zone in Lin Feng's heart!

His sister, Lin Wan, was his only soft spot in this world!

Wang Teng's words were clearly not groundless; they were an insinuation that Lin Wan had already met with misfortune or was facing extreme danger!

"Wang Teng! What did you do to my sister?!" Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and the suppressed killing intent around him could no longer be contained.

It erupted with a roar, sweeping through the surroundings like a tangible hurricane, stirring up dust from the ground!

His eyes split with rage, and he stared intently at Wang Teng. His previous calmness vanished entirely, replaced by boiling fury and overwhelming killing intent!

Seeing Lin Feng finally lose his composure, his emotions completely ignited by him, Wang Teng revealed a satisfied yet cold smile, a smile filled with undisguised malice.

"I didn't do anything.

It's just that in this world, people's hearts are wicked. A helpless, weak woman with a bit of beauty, living alone in such a remote place, who can say for sure what 'accidents' might happen?

Don't you think so? Lin Feng, you should... look out for yourself."

This near-confession of a threat became the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Just as Lin Feng's mind was shaken by his sister's safety, and his rage and killing intent reached their peak—

[Ding! Detected host's strong killing intent, triggered mission: Annihilate Wang Teng!]

[Mission success reward: 4000 Slaughter Points!]

The cold, familiar system prompt rang sharply in his mind, like the final spark igniting a powder keg!

"You! Are! Dead!"

Lin Feng roared, his reason swallowed by endless rage and killing intent!

The Azure Dragon Transformation Art within him spun wildly. Although he hadn't practiced the newly acquired Soaring Dragon Astonishing Swan Step, his basic movement techniques had already been pushed to the limit under his extreme emotions!

His body moved abruptly, transforming into a blurry afterimage, carrying an unstoppable resolve, and he charged ferociously towards Wang Teng, who stood proudly in place!

On his right palm, pale golden True Essence rapidly condensed, with a faint dragon's roar echoing. The immense palm force of the Ocean Overturning Mountain Splitting Palm was contained but not yet released, yet it already stirred the surrounding airflow into a frenzy, carrying a terrifying power to tear everything apart, and slammed directly towards Wang Teng's face, which was etched with arrogance and malice!

This strike, fueled by rage, was as fast as lightning and ruthlessly sharp!

The mocking smile on Wang Teng's face stiffened slightly. He clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng, threatened by his sister's safety and knowing the vast gap in strength, to dare to attack him so decisively and recklessly!

The sharp palm wind had already swept across his face, ruffling the hair on his forehead—

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