"Elder Bai, now that matters here are settled, it's time for me to leave."
Ye Lin smiled as he looked at Bai Feng in the distance.
Now that the White Tiger Clan had been properly put in its place, it was time for him to leave.
After all, once he was done putting the White Tiger Clan in its place, he still had the other seven factions to deal with.
He was in quite a hurry.
"Only today do I understand what it means that beyond the heavens, there are still heavens."
"These youngsters have made a laughingstock of themselves before Young Master Ye Lin."
Bai Feng gave Ye Lin a slight nod, his tone exceedingly gentle.
Clearly, Ye Lin's performance had utterly stunned him.
Before Ye Lin arrived, he had considered the possibility that someone would come to put them in their place.
He had also considered that the White Tiger Clan might lose.
But he had never, in his wildest dreams, expected them to lose so thoroughly.
They had lost completely and utterly, and from beginning to end, this man had not seemed the least bit serious.
Exaggerated. It was truly far too exaggerated.
"Young Master Ye Lin, our White Tiger Clan has always been honest and law-abiding through the generations. When the time comes, I hope Young Master Ye Lin can put in a few good words for us before the Blade Saint."
With a smile, Bai Feng stepped forward and quietly slipped a Spatial Ring into Ye Lin's hand.
With a sweep of his divine sense, the smile on Ye Lin's face deepened.
"Easy enough."
"Elder Bai, then I'll be on my way."
"Ah, certainly."
Watching Ye Lin depart, Bai Feng let out a faint sigh.
They had failed. Failed utterly.
Ye Lin had left, but