At that moment, a figure in purple robes flew through the air and descended above the Ouyang residence. His gaze swept over the scene below before he spoke. "Has the Qin Family sent anyone?"
As soon as those words fell, countless gazes converged on the purple-robed figure. He was Ouyang Jing, the son of the Ouyang Family Patriarch.
Many present knew Ouyang Jing. After all, he was one of the most prominent figures among the younger generation of the Northern Barren Domain. However, the aura he exuded now was somewhat different from before.
"They have arrived," someone replied. Immediately, a series of air-piercing sounds rang out, and several figures appeared behind Ouyang Jing in an instant.
Ouyang Jing turned his gaze toward the figures below, his pupils suddenly contracting. They all carried proud expressions as they looked down upon the Ouyang Family, as though passing judgment.
"What do you want?" A chill appeared on Ouyang Jing's face. These people had actually barged into the Ouyang Family. Did they really think Ouyang Jing was easy to bully?
"What do we want?" One of them sneered. "I advise you not to resist."
Lin Taichu stared at him and asked indifferently, "Advise us? Who gave you the courage to advise us?"
Surprise appeared in Ouyang Jing's eyes. This person actually knew they were being advised. Could it be that they had prepared in advance?
"Hmph, enough nonsense. Hand over Lin Yueyao, and this matter can be settled," the man continued, his eyes sharp as though he had already won against the Ouyang Family.
"How presumptuous!" An elder of the Ouyang Family shouted angrily. "Yueyao is the cherished daughter of our Ouyang Family. How can we allow the likes of you to defile her?"
"Defile her?" A young man sneered disdainfully. "She was willing