Several young men who had come to arrest Lin Qi looked at Lin Zhentian in panic. One of them, with several pimples on the tip of his nose, stammered in a trembling voice, "Ancestor Zhentian, don't—don't obstruct the Enforcement Hall in carrying out its duties! We are Enforcement Hall enforcers. We have the right to arrest, detain, and judge any clansman who violates clan rules or other prohibitions!"
"Fuck your mother!" Lin Zhentian sneered and sent the pimple-faced youth flying with a kick. "What crime did Lin Qi commit?"
"He, he..." The youths looked at one another. Their pimple-faced leader had already been kicked to the ground, coughing blood and unable to move. Another youth, with a palm-sized birthmark on his forehead, said tearfully, "Whether Elder Lin Buhuan's death had anything to do with him aside, he—he used Thunder to seriously injure Elder Lin Bule. Many people saw it."
"Seriously injured, but not dead!" Lin Zhenhai said unhurriedly. "Come find Lin Qi after he dies!"
Before Lin Zhenhai had even finished speaking, Lin Zhenshan burst into laughter. "Isn't that exactly it? When members of the same clan spar, it's perfectly normal to accidentally injure someone. Why be so petty and insist on pursuing Lin Qi's responsibility?"
Striding over to Lin Qi, Lin Zhenhai patted the birthmarked youth's cheek and said warmly, "Go back and tell Lin Bule that, as a clan elder and an old immortal who has lived for two or three thousand years, being scorched black from head to toe by a single bolt of lightning from a junior has disgraced the Tiger Clan utterly! Tell him to cultivate properly for a few days after he recovers. In a while, I'll personally guide his martial skill cultivation!"
With a bang, Lin Pu Nan dropped from the sky back