Just then, among the branch clan members confined together in the city and forbidden from moving about freely, a pale-faced middle-aged man with a long horse face and a flowing beard beneath his chin suddenly leapt up. He sprang into the air and floated there, letting out a shrill, hoarse wail like a castrated drake.
"Clan Lord Nanxi, you must avenge the three Clan Lords! This is murder, this is naked—"
Lin Qi flicked a copper coin backward. With a light snap of his two fingers, the exquisite coin tore through the air with a piercing shriek and bored straight through the middle-aged man's brow. With a wet pfft, the man's body jerked backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
Lin Nanxi stared blankly at Lin Qi. He was so furious that every hair on his body stood on end, hot vapor jetting from his pores.
"What are you doing?" Lin Nanxi glared fixedly at Lin Qi and roared in frantic rage. "What are you doing? You damned bastard—"
Lin Qi gave a cold snort, grabbed the two rabbits, and hurled them at Lin Nanxi. The two rabbits cried out joyfully, their bodies abruptly turning into two streaks of black light as they shot forth at a speed that made Lin Nanxi's heart go cold. Before he could see their movements clearly, a massive metal bar had already smashed viciously into the center of his back.
With a thunderous bang, Lin Nanxi's upper garments shattered completely. He spat out a mouthful of hot blood and plunged forward in a daze. Fortunately, Lin Nanxi was one of the Tiger Clan's thirteen Clan Lords after all. Even under the rabbits' ambush, he still swung a handleless curved blade as thin as a cicada's wing behind him. Dozens of crescent-shaped icy flashes blanketed