Shen Lin's Fangirl

Two Forms Holy Land, World Entry Hall.

Shen Lin walked down the road with both hands clasped behind his back, swaying from side to side.

He looked left and right, utterly idle, looking exactly like a spoiled young master.

"This person... Why haven't I seen him before? Which great Aristocratic Clan's young master is he?"

A True Inheritance Disciple who had just come out of seclusion frowned deeply when he saw Shen Lin's appearance.

The Sacred Land Disciples could be said to be the most equal place within the Immortal Clan. If one lacked sufficient talent, no matter how impressive one's background or lineage was, one could not enter the inner sect.

Yet looking at Shen Lin now, the True Inheritance Disciple couldn't help wondering whether something had gone wrong with the Immortal Clan's selection process, allowing such a dissolute fellow into the inner sect.

Just as he was pondering this, a woman's shriek rang out, drawing his attention.

He turned his head and saw that the spoiled young master he had just noticed was sniffing the fingertips of his right hand with a "lewd grin" on his face.

Opposite him, a pretty woman with a graceful figure was looking at Shen Lin with her face flushed crimson.

It plainly looked as though she had been taken advantage of.

"You... You're not... How could you..."

Seeing the girl's humiliated and furious expression, the True Inheritance Disciple could no longer stand by and watch. He charged straight over.

"You damned lecher! How dare you behave so outrageously in the World Entry Hall? You're truly bold!!!"

Standing on the moral high ground, he glared coldly at Shen Lin and shouted:

"Apologize to this junior sister at once!!!"

Opposite him, Shen Lin stared blankly at the scene before him. The snack he had