Xie Ting

"You won't regret this."

Hearing Li Quan's response, Lin Ge smiled slightly and said.

"I don't think I'll regret it either."

Li Quan shrugged; compared to his previous hesitation, he felt much more relaxed after making the decision.

"Since the matter is settled, I should be leaving."

With his business concluded, there was no need for Lin Ge to remain here any longer.

Li Quan did not try to persuade him to stay and walked Lin Ge all the way to the door.

"Hmm?"

Just as he stepped outside, Lin Ge saw Lin Dong and Lin Shan, whose face was beaten black and blue, in the distance.

He watched as Lin Shan said something to Lin Dong, who pondered for a few seconds before following Lin Shan away.

Lin Ge narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling the plot. Regrettably, he was not very familiar with this specific event; he only vaguely remembered it having something to do with a grudge against the Lei Clan.

"Interesting."

Intrigued, Lin Ge stowed away his black robe and mask, revealing his original appearance, and then followed at a distance behind Lin Dong and the others.

"We were just strolling around here when we ran into that bunch of bastards from the Xie Clan. Sister Lin Xia wanted to buy something, but those scoundrels deliberately caused trouble, making her so angry she couldn't help but strike back..."

"But the leader of the Xie group is that foul woman Xie Ting. She is Xie Yingying's younger sister and currently possesses the strength of the Seventh Layer of Body Tempering. Not only that, but they also had more people, and in the chaos, Sister Lin Xia was slapped by that woman."

On the way, Lin Shan recounted the events in detail. As he spoke, his fists were tightly clenched, and he appeared extremely furious.

Beside him, Lin Dong frowned. The juniors of the Xie Clan were indeed too arrogant. As the saying goes, one should not strike a person in the face, let alone when Sister Lin Xia was a woman; this was truly going too far.

"The people of the Xie Clan are truly detestable."

The speaker was Lin Dong's younger sister, Qing Tan, who looked full of indignation at that moment.

"Let's hurry." Lin Dong nodded, his speed involuntarily increasing once more.

Seeing the trio pick up their pace, Lin Ge's brows twitched. He accelerated again, keeping close behind them.

Deep within the market, there was a gravel plaza surrounded by rather prosperous shops. One could see various spiritual herbs, weapons, armor, and even martial arts manuals and monster crystals.

This was a high-end area of the market, and those who came here were people of status and standing in Green Sun Town.

At this moment, on the outskirts of the plaza, two groups of people stood facing each other. Both sides were young, but the sharp, hostile atmosphere between them was intense.

The Xie and Lei Clans frequently suppressed outside forces, with the Mad Blade Martial Hall and the Lin Clan suffering the most. Thus, whenever the juniors of these clans met, unpleasantness usually ensued, and physical altercations were common.

"Lin Xia, give me the item, or don't think about leaving here today."

Among the Xie Clan group, a tall young woman looked at Lin Xia with arrogance. Her fair, oval face held a trace of mockery, and her thin lips curled into a cruel sneer.

"Give it to you?"

Opposite the young woman, Lin Xia sneered. On her fair, delicate cheek was a bloody slap mark—the handiwork of the tall girl before her.

After the sneer, Lin Xia grabbed the ornament in her hand, tore it apart viciously, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it several times before stopping.

She understood that the other party didn't care about this cheap trinket at all; they were simply looking for trouble.

As Lin Xia expected, seeing the ornament destroyed, Xie Ting didn't even frown. She just looked at Lin Xia with a mocking smile and said, "A tough temper, indeed. But today, you won't be leaving this place unscathed."

"Xie Ting, don't go too far!"

Beside Lin Xia, Lin Hong stared at Xie Ting with a face full of rage. He looked somewhat disheveled, clearly having been through a scuffle.

"And if I do go too far? What can you do about it?"

Xie Ting looked at Lin Hong with disdain, her face full of contempt.

Today, she had brought more people than Lin Xia, and their strength was superior; she didn't believe for a second that Lin Xia and her group could stir up any trouble.

"Hehe... I think we should stop wasting our breath on them and just beat them up." Beside Xie Ting, a man in yellow giggled.

"True, no need to talk so much. Just beat them up and teach them a lesson so they'll know to steer clear of us in the future!"

The man next to the one in yellow laughed strangely and nodded, fully agreeing with his companion.

Lin Hong looked at the three of them with fury, but he was helpless.

In their group, only he and Lin Xia were at the Seventh Layer of Body Tempering, while the other side had three such experts. If they fought, they would definitely be the ones to suffer!

"Then teach them a lesson."

Xie Ting sneered, and the group behind her slowly closed in on Lin Xia and the others, their expressions filled with malice.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, the sound of something piercing the air rang out, and a figure quickly inserted itself between the two groups. It was Lin Dong!

"Sister Lin Xia, are you alright?"

Lin Dong asked with concern, his brows furrowing tightly when he saw the slap mark on Lin Xia's cheek.

"Who are you?"

Xie Ting frowned slightly. The sudden appearance of this youth startled everyone, which made her feel she had lost face, causing her expression to turn ugly.

"I'm fine."

Lin Xia shook her head slightly and whispered.

Lin Dong's brows remained tightly furrowed; a flicker of fury was gradually rising within his heart.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Seeing Lin Dong ignore her, Xie Ting's expression turned even uglier as she shouted.

Lin Dong turned around, staring coldly at Xie Ting without saying a word.

Upon meeting Lin Dong's icy gaze, for some reason, Xie Ting felt a slight tremor of fear and instinctively looked away!

"Did you do this?" Lin Dong asked coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"I did it, so what?"

Xie Ting felt a vague sense of unease, but her pride would not allow her to back down, so she replied with a mocking tone.

Hearing Xie Ting's words, Lin Dong didn't waste any breath; he moved instantly, flashing in front of Xie Ting and striking her with a slap!

"Smack!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the members of the Xie Clan were so stunned that they stood frozen in place, unable to react for a moment.

"You..."

Xie Ting's face turned dark to the extreme. Once she realized she had been struck by the youth before her, a monstrous rage erupted within her!

"Beat them until they're crippled!"

She practically roared the words.

Having been a genius of the Xie Clan since childhood, she had always been the object of everyone's flattery, and no one had ever dared to strike her. Today, however, she had been slapped hard by Lin Dong—how could she not be enraged?

Hearing this, the members of the Xie Clan all wore grim expressions as they slowly surrounded the members of the Lin Clan. A great battle was now unavoidable.