Lin Jin walked up to the main gates of Su Clan Manor. Before him, six layers of defensive formations shimmered with overlapping runic light, enclosing the entire manor.
Inside the formations, Su Boyong stood on the steps before the Main Hall, with Su Zhenchuan and several collateral branch elders gathered behind him. Every face was grave.
"Hand over Su Qianxue." Lin Jin's voice was quiet, yet it sounded utterly cold across the silent plaza, which had just endured a Transcendent Level battle and been reduced to ruins.
Su Boyong stood at the top of the steps with his hands behind his back, looking down at the blood-soaked young man outside the barrier of light.
There was not a trace of fear on his face. Instead, a faint sneer appeared.
"Lin Jin, today you injured hundreds of soldiers, gravely wounded serving members of the Demon Suppression Bureau, and severely injured four Transcendent Stage Realm retainers of the clans. All of this happened in full view of everyone."
His voice grew louder as he spoke, as though proclaiming it to the entire circle of clans in Capital City. "Where do you think you are? Somewhere you can storm into whenever you please? This is the Su Clan! One of Huaxia's Four Great Top Clans!"
"You rely on your strength as Fourth on the Heavenly Rankings to disregard the nation's laws and do whatever you please. In consideration of your youth and hotheadedness, I'll give you one last chance. Leave now, and the Su Clan can let today's events slide."
"Otherwise, what you've done today is more than enough to put you on Huaxia's Wanted List, set you against everyone, and make you an enemy of the entire nation!"
Yet his words caused no change in Lin Jin's emotions. He spoke again. "The