"Senior Gongsun, you... Fine!"
This sudden turn of events made Xiao Yan frown deeply. But seeing Gongsun Lin poised to strike, he could only agree despite himself.
After all, he had been at fault regarding Liuli. Just imagine it—if someone had taken his own daughter's body and heart, yet turned out to be a philanderer, his anger would not be any less.
Moreover, Gongsun Lin had willingly suppressed his cultivation below Xiao Yan's, proving that he merely wanted to test Xiao Yan's abilities and vent some frustration. He would not truly do anything to him.
Since that was the case, he might as well agree. It would also leave a good impression on his future father-in-law.
As for victory or defeat, Gongsun Lin's original strength might be terrifying, but he had suppressed his realm three stars below Xiao Yan's. With so many trump cards at his disposal, Xiao Yan might not necessarily lose. Besides, even if he lost, so what? Wasn't it perfectly normal for a junior to lose in a spar against a senior? It was no big deal.
"Good! You've got guts!"
Gongsun Lin nodded in satisfaction, and the terrifying aura around him steadily fell. Within a few seconds, it had settled at the level of a newly advanced Dou Zong.
He casually flicked the wooden sword in his hand and murmured as though reminiscing, "After all these years, I've never fought anyone with my realm suppressed to the Dou Zong level. With my strength sealed, it does feel somewhat restrictive."
Then, he looked at Xiao Yan and lightly raised the sword tip, pointing it directly at him. He laughed heartily. "Come! You make the first move."
Xiao Yan drew a deep breath and said slowly, "Please instruct me, Senior!"
As soon as he spoke, thunder exploded beneath