After shooting Ye Lin a furious glance, Lin Yun climbed to his feet, turned, and left without the slightest hesitation.
"The little brat from the Celestial Dragon Clan has truly been spoiled rotten."
The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, watching Lin Yun's departing figure as he cursed under his breath.
"Thank you, Senior."
Ye Lin cupped his fists toward the middle-aged man. This time, not only had he emerged unscathed, but he had also earned the favor of the man before him—and slapped Lin Yun several times.
It was utterly satisfying.
That fool with his head growing out of his backside wanted to scheme against him?
"Mm. Work hard."
After giving Ye Lin a glance, the middle-aged man left with his hands behind his back.
Ye Lin stood motionless, watching his retreating back.
A gold-armored warrior was already able to gain a firm foothold in the Heavenly Court and even had a say in certain major matters.
Moreover, every gold-armored warrior had a superior. Their superior was a rainbow-armored warrior, and the weight of that status spoke for itself.
Thus, within the Heavenly Court, hardly anyone dared provoke a gold-armored warrior—unless they possessed the strength to withstand the wrath of the rainbow-armored warrior standing behind them.
If not, then do not make a fool of yourself.
Having avenged his great grievance, Ye Lin walked back toward his residence with his hands behind his back.
As a silver-armored warrior, he had a residence of his own.
Ye Lin's dwelling was an independent manor. All around it stood countless similar manors, packed together as far as the eye could see.
This was the residential area for silver-armored warriors. Each manor housed one silver-armored warrior.
After all, silver-armored warriors had rights in the Heavenly Court as well.
Furthermore, every