"Brother Lin Dong, you're amazing!"
Just as Lin Dong was lost in thought, Lin Qingtan's voice rang out beside him, filled with delight, surprise, and pride, pulling him back to the present. He shook his head at the departing figure from before and stopped dwelling on it. Perhaps it had only been an illusion.
He then turned back and returned to sharing the joy with his family.
After Xiao Wujiu left with Lin Fan, they arrived together at the Lin Clan's reception hall. Once Lin Fan had dismissed the others, he led them inside.
After inviting the two to sit, Lin Fan did not rush to pry for information or bombard them with questions. Instead, he exchanged polite pleasantries while preparing tea and refreshments. His attitude was so accommodating that it was hard to believe he was Lin Fan, the Lin Clan patriarch and one of the Great Yan Dynasty's foremost experts.
Yet only Lin Fan, seated before them, knew just how terrifying these two truly were!
Lin Fan looked at Xiao Wujiu and Xiao Yi Xian seated not far away, a gentle smile on his face. The two before him felt like towering mountains and vast seas—one could neither fathom their height nor plumb their depths.
"May I ask whether the two of you have come to the Great Yan Dynasty for something we might be able to assist with?" In Lin Fan's eyes, he had already assumed they were members of the Eight Great Super Sects traveling to gain experience. Otherwise, there was no way to explain how two people so young possessed such horrifying strength.
"We appreciate Patriarch Lin's goodwill, but we merely came to see a friend. There is no need to make such a fuss."
Xiao Wujiu did not think Lin Fan could offer him