Inside the Ancient Tomb Mansion's main hall.
With Ling Qingzhu's anger flaring, the atmosphere grew tense for a moment.
Just then, a young man stepped out from the Wang Clan's group and came to stand behind Wang Yan. He whispered a few words to him.
The next moment, Wang Yan's eyes narrowed sharply. He looked up at Ling Qingzhu and said,
"Miss Qingzhu, don't worry. Now that the Nirvana Heart has found its owner, we won't interfere. However, I trust you won't meddle in the affairs of our four great clans?"
"Go ahead."
Ling Qingzhu furrowed her brows slightly, then replied coldly. As she spoke, she withdrew her aura completely.
Only then did Wang Yan breathe a sigh of relief. He looked toward Lin Langtian and said with a faint smile,
"Brother Langtian, Wang Pan says that members of the Lin Clan helped outsiders seize our Wang Clan's treasure. How do you intend to deal with this?"
Lin Ke'er, Wu Tao, and the others in the crowd couldn't help but change expressions. Xia Wanjin and the others standing beside them looked even worse.
Lin Langtian furrowed his brows. His eyes, already burning with anger, turned dark and gloomy as he asked coldly,
"Who?"
Wang Yan didn't answer. He merely turned to look at Wang Pan, who was dressed in yellow. Wang Pan sneered and pointed at Xia Wanjin and the others beside Lin Ke'er.
"It was him! Lin Ke'er and Wu Tao joined forces with him to steal my Spirit Treasure!"
"Bullshit! You were just too useless. That saber-shaped Spirit Treasure was clearly snatched by the Wanjin Merchant Association on their own!"
Lin Ke'er flew into a rage and pointed at Wang Pan, cursing him out.
She hadn't expected Wang Pan to be so shameless as to twist the truth.