Aftereffects (Part 1)

He took his seat at the head of the manor's main hall once more.

Lin Xin looked down at the people of the manor.

Daoist Lu Suo's originally blue-black hair had also turned a faint silvery white.

Gongsun Li was even more so, his head full of silver hair, bent with age, unable to hide his senility.

Zen Master San Yuan still appeared vigorous. He was the youngest among the elders; even Ou Yinghong had faintly gained

a trace of mature charm.

"The manor's current situation should be clear to you as well, Brother." Lin Xinyuan said softly from a side seat. "

Inviting so many True Person experts has certainly made our prestige soar, but it has also brought an immense burden. On top of that, several major incidents lately have kept the disciples from cultivating in peace, so I transferred most of them

to another branch manor."

"No wonder I haven't been seeing anyone lately." Daoist Lu Suo nodded in sudden realization.

"The manor now governs an entire region. Every so often, suppressors from other territories come

to visit. I and several elders are responsible for receiving them. With Attendants accompanying us, we have not slighted

them." Lin Xinyuan continued. "It's just that you, Brother..."

She turned to look at Lin Xin, but her voice abruptly stopped. Her face filled with astonishment, and she could not continue.

Lin Xin sat in the seat of honor. At that moment, red veins bulged all over his face, as if he were in extreme pain. Both hands gripped the armrests tightly. Fine cracking sounds rang out, and dense

cracks visibly spread across the armrests.

"Manor Lord...?" Zen Master San Yuan frowned and asked quietly.

"Don't touch him!"

Lin Xinyuan suddenly cried out. Every high-ranking member in the hall was present. They