Discarding Song Qing

"Sigh!"

Lin Dong suddenly stopped, shaking his head and sighing. Xuan Su, who was walking ahead, saw that Lin Dong wasn't following and couldn't help but turn to look.

The next moment, Xuan Su's expression turned grim. She saw Song Qing, enduring intense pain, wielding a sharp blade and lunging at Lin Dong's back. Moreover, the aura erupting from his body was even stronger than before.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed. Xuan Su flashed forward, appearing behind Lin Dong. Just as she was about to make a move, she heard Lin Dong speak.

"Sister Su, let me handle it."

Xuan Su was slightly stunned. In that moment of her daze, an invisible wave of Spiritual Power surged towards Song Qing.

"Bang!"

Song Qing was immediately hit as if by a heavy blow. He was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall behind him with a dull thud.

"If it were me, I wouldn't kill him, but cripple him myself, and then challenge the strongest expert of your Song Family."

Cang Wu's indifferent voice echoed in Lin Dong's mind. He detested such despicable means the most, and what's more, with his resurrection imminent, there were still complications arising. How could his heart not be filled with rage?

"Kid, don't blame me for not helping you. If you do as I say, your Lin Family can easily establish a foothold in Yan City."

Lin Dong was taken aback, not quite understanding. But out of trust for Cang Wu, he didn't hesitate. He stomped his foot, and his body transformed into streaks of afterimages as he charged towards Song Qing.

Song Qing, who had just gotten up from the ground, felt the light dim before his eyes. He looked up and saw Lin Dong, with a look of indifference on his face, standing right in front of him.

"You…"

Before Song Qing could even utter a word, Lin Dong's palm struck out. A powerful surge of Primal Energy instantly erupted at Song Qing's dantian. The violent Primal Energy, in almost an instant, destroyed Song Qing's Primal Energy vortex.

"Pfft!!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Song Qing's mouth, but it was blocked by an invisible force, then transformed into a mist of blood that landed on the prostrate Song Qing.

"This…"

The sudden series of events left the two elders and Xia Zhilan stunned.

Xuan Su, on the other hand, cast a deep glance at Lin Dong's retreating back. Her eyes held both shock at Lin Dong's ruthlessness and a hint of approval.

The Lin Family's strength was not weak. A Lesser Yuan Dan Realm Lin Zhentian, coupled with Lin Dong, who could barely be considered Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, was enough to reach the threshold of a major power within Yan City's forces, placing them on the same level as the Song Family.

However, the Lin Family's foundation was too poor, making it very difficult for them to advance and develop in Yan City. Forget the Song Family, even a force with only a Lesser Yuan Dan Realm expert could cause significant trouble for the Lin Family.

Therefore, if the Lin Family wanted to develop in Yan City, they needed to establish their authority, and they had to do so with absolutely forceful methods, stepping on other major powers of Yan City to make a strong entry.

Just like the current situation, the dispute over the quota between Song Qing and Lin Dong had already turned the Song Family and the Lin Family into adversaries. Since that was the case, there was naturally no need to hold back.

For the Wanjin Merchant Association, choosing between a fence-sitting Song Family and a Lin Family that had great potential but currently needed help, the answer was self-evident.

Now that the farce was over, Xuan Su immediately stepped forward, her expression grim, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Two managers, are you satisfied with this outcome?"

"Manager Su, this… we…"

The two managers had no words to express their bitterness. They had merely wanted to help Song Qing, but who knew that Song Qing himself would be so incompetent and resort to such insidious tactics.

What surprised the two managers the most was that this young man, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, could be so ruthless and merciless.

"Hmph, send him back. If the Song Family has any questions, let them come find me!"

Xuan Su coldly gave the order and no longer looked at Song Qing lying on the ground. She called out to Lin Dong.

"Little brother Lin Dong, let's go. It's getting late."

Lin Dong responded and then followed Xuan Su out. Xia Zhilan, who had finally snapped back to her senses, looked at Lin Dong, whose expression remained unchanged, and a flicker of brilliance flashed in her eyes.

After casting a disgusted glance at Song Qing, who looked like a dead dog on the ground, Xia Zhilan quickly followed, chasing after Lin Dong and asking, "Lin Dong, do you fight people often? You seem to have a lot of combat experience."

"So-so, so-so."

Lin Dong replied somewhat uncomfortably, slightly widening the distance between them.

In the hall, Song Qing, lying on the ground, stared venomously at Lin Dong's retreating back, his contorted face like a vengeful ghost crawling out of a mass grave.

"Lin Dong, my Song Family will not let you go! My father will definitely avenge me personally!"

The Danxian Pond was located behind a deep mountain in the eastern part of Yan City, so Lin Dong and the others still needed to ride horses to get there.

Along the way, Xia Zhilan seemed very interested in Lin Dong's clean and decisive movements just now, which made Lin Dong feel very awkward. Moreover, Xuan Su was adding fuel to the fire from the side, making Lin Dong even more uncomfortable.

"Kid, you're not doing well. I, of all people, taught you. If you go out like this, the younger generation will see you and might disgrace my name."

Cang Wu saw Lin Dong's demeanor and sighed helplessly, shaking his head. Inwardly, he seemed to have accepted his fate.

Lin Dong, who had been feeling quite awkward, was suddenly delighted upon hearing Cang Wu's voice and quickly replied in his mind.

"Senior Cang Wu, please stop teasing me."

"Hehe, Lin Dong kid, you don't know this, do you?"

Little Marten, who had been hiding to the side, finally spoke about something he knew, adopting an air of seniority and saying with disdain.

"Senior Cang Wu was known as the most handsome man of the ancient era. He had countless admirers among women. You should learn from him."

"Yo, you little Sky Demon Sable, you've actually heard of my esteemed title?"

Cang Wu's brows couldn't help but twitch. Upon hearing this, Little Marten chuckled sheepishly. Though he spoke humbly, his little eyes held a hint of smugness as he replied.

"I know a little, just a little. Hehe, mainly because one of my ancestors was deeply devoted to you back in the day, so our clan has some records, some records."

"You little rascal, you're probably cursing me as heartless and unjust in your heart, aren't you?"

Cang Wu said with a light laugh. Little Marten had intended to deny it immediately, but upon seeing those deep eyes, he could only offer an awkward smile and remain silent.

Back then, it was far more than just calling him heartless and unjust; the more unpleasant the words, the more unpleasant the curses.

It was an old ancestor of their Heavenly Demon Marten clan, rumored to be a top-tier expert who had survived two Reincarnation Tribulations.

"Actually, it's nothing. I've long been accustomed to it. Alas, sometimes, being too charming is also a troublesome matter."