Lin Haiyuan, Lin Qingyue, and Lin Yading, the three Sect Lords, arrived at the edge of the Wingfolk Forbidden Region with a large number of clansmen. Seeing Sky Castle surrounded by hundreds of thousands of wingfolk, their expressions could not help changing slightly. Lin Qingyue, whose refined features, five long strands of beard beneath his chin, and air of transcendence made him seem otherworldly, gave a light cough and spoke aloud in a voice like phoenix cries and luan songs.
"Open the city-defense barrier and let us in!"
Lin Qi lay sprawled over the battlements, casually stuffing a cigar into the mouths of Donkey and the two rabbits. Four thick cigars steadily billowed clouds of smoke. Picking at his ear, he muttered listlessly, "Which Sect Lord is this? This junior, Lin Qi, is temporarily serving as the city governor of the Wingfolk Forbidden Region! Sorry, but the city-defense barrier absolutely cannot be opened. Those fellows will rush in!"
Lin Qingyue's expression changed again, while Lin Haiyuan rebuked him coolly, "Lin Qi? You are temporarily serving as the city governor of the Wingfolk Forbidden Region? Who gave you that authority?"
Lin Qi fell silent for a while, then suddenly began to snicker. "So it's Sect Lord Haiyuan. I hold the Tiger-Slaying Order, and I slaughtered a group of traitors from our own clan who colluded with foreign races and harbored treacherous designs. Thus, all the clansmen inside the city jointly elected me to temporarily take charge as city governor. Do you have an objection?"
The corner of Lin Haiyuan's eye twitched. He shouted sharply, "Enough nonsense. Open the barrier and let us in!"
Lin Qi smiled unhurriedly and blew out several smoke rings. "Sorry, over here... ah, ah, ah, what formidable wingfolk!"
Slapping himself across the chest with his backhand, Lin