Capital City, the Tuoba Clan.
Unlike the Wang Clan's understated elegance, the Tuoba Clan's estate exuded a rugged, bold air.
Weapon racks filled the courtyard, stocked with every kind of weapon: sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, and forks.
The Tuoba Clan's ancestors had been military officers on the northwestern frontier. They had risen through military merit and, over a thousand years, developed into the top clan they were today.
The wildness and fierceness of the northwest ran through their blood. Every generation's clan head had been an iron-blooded figure who had fought his way through the battlefield.
At that moment, a solemn atmosphere hung over the Tuoba Clan's council hall.
The clan head, Tuo Ba Xiong, sat at the head of the hall, his tiger-like eyes wide, his thick brows like blades. A full beard covered his face, and his burly frame resembled a mountain.
He was a mid-stage Transcendent Stage Realm expert, whose formidable physique was reputed to be the strongest in Capital City. Even among experts at the same stage, few were willing to clash with him head-on.
"You've all heard about that Lin Jin, haven't you?" Tuo Ba Xiong's rough voice echoed through the hall like muffled thunder.
"We have." A middle-aged man seated on the right spoke. He was the Tuoba Clan's strategist and Tuo Ba Xiong's cousin, Tuoba Hong. At the Domain Realm Peak, he oversaw the clan's strategy and intelligence.
"Transcendent Stage Realm, Top-Tier Bloodline Inheritance bearer, early twenties, no background whatsoever." Tuoba Hong briefly summarized the intelligence on Lin Jin. "He currently has close ties with Su Qianxue, a Legitimate Daughter of the Su Clan's main line, which has displeased the Zhao Clan. Their prodigy, Zhao Ming, has already decided to go to Jiangcheng to meet him."
Tuo Ba Xiong snorted.