"Changqing, watch your words!"
Lin Dong hurriedly tugged at Hun Changqing's hand, speaking with lingering fear on his face.
"The Lin Clan isn't like those two gangs in Flame City. It's one of the Great Yan Dynasty's four major powers, with terrifying reserves of strength!"
Hun Changqing had little understanding of dynasties or their powers, but seeing how solemn Lin Dong looked, he nodded thoughtfully and said no more.
Just then, a slender figure suddenly came running toward them, panting for breath.
"Sister Lin Xia, what's wrong?"
She was an older cousin Lin Dong was close to in the Lin Family. Seeing her approach, he smiled and asked.
"Grandfather wants you to go to the main hall right away."
Lin Xia patted her chest and caught her breath, then suddenly looked troubled.
"Did you beat up those fellows from the Lin Clan?"
"What? Did they go running to complain?"
Lin Dong smiled casually.
Lin Xia nodded.
"You hit them too hard. They'll probably be bedridden for months. Even their cultivation was affected-you nearly crippled them!"
Lin Dong sneered at that.
"They crippled my father over a mere competition back then. Naturally, I can cripple them in a spar today!"
After witnessing Hun Changqing and Qingtan's bloody methods when they slaughtered the Blood Robe Sect and Blood Wolf Gang, Lin Dong had been influenced without even realizing it. In truth, he had become far more ruthless than before.
Otherwise, he would merely have taught these people who came to the Lin Family to make trouble a lesson, rather than striking so viciously.
"Ah, the people from the Lin Clan are raging in the main hall right now. Be careful when you go!"
Seeing his attitude, Lin Xia could only nod and urge him to take care.
Lin Dong nodded and headed