In the courtyard, Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes and looked down. He had completely traversed this Martial Cliff Road.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Jiang Lin looked at the people around him and found them staring at him with expressions as if they had eaten something unspeakable.
Besides Jiji Bo and the others and Chen Xia, several unfamiliar men were standing there.
Fist Auras and fist intent flowed wantonly from their bodies.
They were Martial Warriors. There was no mistake about it.
The leading male Martial Warrior possessed True Qi that was exceptionally pure and dense. Standing there, he seemed like a great mountain rising from the earth.
Among the younger generation, someone who possessed such Martial Warrior True Qi... Jiang Lin felt that, if his guess was correct, this person should be Chen Bei of the Chen Clan.
The genius who was as famous as Little Jia among the Chen Clan's younger generation.
In other words, his romantic rival?
"Little Lin!"
Just as Jiang Lin was wondering whether he should exchange some harsh words with his romantic rival, an anxious girl's cry rang out from not far away.
Jiang Lin turned his head, but before he could react, that graceful figure had already rushed over and hugged him.
The girl held Jiang Lin tightly, as if she would never let go even if heaven and earth collapsed.
Behind the girl, his master, senior sister, and the others pouted, lightly biting their tender lips with their pearly teeth and clenching their fingers tightly.
Although jealousy continued to spread through their hearts, when they saw Chen Bei and the others standing to the side, they ultimately did not go over to disturb them. In their hearts, however, they were already plotting how to make Little Lin compensate them