The Inner Family, a term they had previously seen only in novels, had now appeared before them in the flesh.
Lin Xinguang did not even notice the fan slip from his hand and fall to the floor. A faint bitterness welled up in his eyes.
"I told you the eldest young master would never be the sort to live off a woman..." Amid the frightened crowd, some women whispered among themselves.
Some quick-witted people had already begun drafting their stories in their heads. 'The Lin Family's eldest young master fiercely battled the black-clad night attacker'—there would be no shortage of gossip in the future.
Most of the Lin Family members and servants felt more guilt over having misunderstood Lin Xinru before, along with curiosity and newfound admiration.
After all, that man had been terrifying beyond measure. So many experts had been unable to stop him, yet only the Lin Family's eldest young master had held him back. Didn't that mean the Lin Family's young master was even stronger than Detective Chen Kun in the city, Lord Wang, and the other experts?
Good heavens, this was no small matter.
Some who understood the situation had already begun calculating how they could curry favor with Young Master Lin Xinru in the future.
"If the eldest young master hadn't stepped in this time, I'm afraid the Lin Family would have been in serious trouble." Lord Wang had finally caught his breath. Clutching his chest, he sat down on a wrecked chair amid the disorder in the center of the hall.
"We're already in serious trouble..." Detective Chen Kun said with a bitter smile as he staggered over and sat down. "Who would have thought that the Lin Family's eldest young master, whom everyone said had accomplished nothing, was actually a legendary Inner Family