"General ng Yin, are you sure this will work?" At the entrance of Linlang Pavilion, the Eldest Prince of Ao Sheng Empire looked at the middle-aged man beside him, clad in golden armor and exuding calmness.
ng Yin glanced at the ornate plaque above (Linlang Pavilion) and scoffed:
"I think they should know how to choose."
After receiving ng Yin's reconfirmation, a hint of delight unconsciously flashed across Charles' lips.
However, at that mont, ng Yin suddenly said:
"They're here."
The next mont, led by Ling Yuwei, a group of people strode out of Linlang Pavilion.
Charles' eyes lit up upon seeing Ling Yuwei.
A touch of greed flickered in Charles' eyes.
However, upon noticing Lin Yi beside Ling Yuwei, Charles' expression suddenly darkened.
Having been defeated by Lin Yi in full view earlier, Charles was still resentful and couldn't accept it.
At this mont, Charles thought like most people, only believing it was due to his own carelessness.
Because Lin Yi wasn't wearing any rank badge indicating his strength.
Plus, he couldn't feel any energy waves from Lin Yi, hence got caught off guard and was successfully ambushed.
If he had known from the start that Lin Yi was a high tier swordsman, he wouldn't have stood there unguarded, taking a punch from Lin Yi.
Thinking of this, Charles' face turned crimson with sha.
Fortunately, everyone's focus was on Ling Yuwei and others at the pavilion entrance.
No one noticed Charles' oddity.
As Ling Yuwei and others appeared on this side, ng Yin coldly spoke:
"Where's that old fellow Ling Yudao?"
"Why is it when there's trouble, a young girl like you cos out?"
"Is there no one in Linlang Pavilion?"
Facing ng Yin, whose strength reached Tier Nine, Ling Yuwei was neither humble nor haughty:
"My father has business and can't co. It's the sa saying it to , General ng Yin."
"To you?"
ng Yin's face imdiately darkened:
"Fine."
Then ng Yin looked at Lin Yi beside Ling Yuwei and said:
"This person is designated a criminal by Ao Sheng Empire. I plan to take him away now, do you object?"
While speaking, suddenly a group of armored soldiers instantly surrounded Lin Yi.
Judging by their aura, each soldier here at least had strength above Tier Four Grandmaster Swordsman.
Following that, a rough-looking man in black armor approached Lin Yi:
"You kid have guts!"
"You even dare to touch the Eldest Prince of Ao Sheng Empire, truly foolhardy."
However, at that mont, Ling Yuwei suddenly stood in front of Lin Yi:
"Stop!"
Then Ling Yuwei looked at ng Yin with a difficult expression, her tone firm:
"He's a VIP of Linlang Pavilion, I dare anyone to touch him today."
With these words, the surrounding onlookers were suddenly in an uproar.
Charles' face changed instantly upon hearing Ling Yuwei's words:
"Miss Ling, do you know who he is?"
"Are you going to make an enemy of Ao Sheng Empire for such an unknown person?"
Yet Ling Yuwei didn't even glance at Charles, her eyes sharply fixed on ng Yin.
Because she knew.
The one with a say here was only ng Yin.
Feeling ignored, Charles was imdiately angered:
"You!"
But ng Yin stopped Charles with a hand, coldly looking at Ling Yuwei:
"Whether he's your VIP or not doesn't concern ."
"But today I must take him away, to account for Ao Sheng Empire."
At this point, ng Yin's tone shifted:
"But I've heard your Linlang Pavilion intends to harbor this person, opposing Ao Sheng Empire."
"At first, I didn't believe it, but now... Are you sure you want to do this, Miss Ling?"
While speaking, suddenly a powerful aura burst forth from ng Yin.
This invisible pressure swept towards Ling Yuwei.
Ling Yuwei, having just advanced to Venerable Level, could not withstand it, her figure retreated with changed complexion.
In that mont, Ling Yuwei could clearly sense a subtle killing intent from ng Yin.
"You!"
Ling Yuwei suddenly had a feeling.
Maybe this matter is not as simple as she thought.
"Pa~"
As Ling Yuwei's figure retreated, suddenly a hand pressed against her back, halting her retreat.
When she felt the power from that hand, Ling Yuwei inexplicably felt a sense of peace.
The voice of Lin Yi behind suddenly sounded:
"Are you okay?"
Ling Yuwei shook her head hurriedly:
"I'm okay."
"That's good!"
After ensuring Ling Yuwei stood firm, Lin Yi acted as if nothing was wrong. As he protected Ling Yuwei from ng Yin's pressure, he walked to her front and jokingly said to ng Yin:
"As a senior, don't you find it ungracious to bully a girl like this?"
Behind Lin Yi, Ling Yuwei gazed at his not-so-tall back with shock.
That's the pressure from a Tier Nine Divine Level being!!
He's fine?!
Suddenly recalling the touch when Lin Yi reached out and touched her back.
A blush suddenly appeared on Ling Yuwei's fair neck.
But in the next mont, she silently cursed: 'At a ti like this, what am I thinking?'
As Ling Yuwei was lost in thought, ng Yin, on the other side, was startled, looking at Lin Yi in ease and shock:
"This kid!"
Refusing to believe it, he imdiately intensified the pressure.
Increasing from Tier Seven to Tier Eight: Lin Yi remained as composed as ever.
When ng Yin escalated the pressure from Tier Eight to Nine, Lin Yi still stood unfazed, unmoving.
ng Yin was startled by his own thoughts:
"Impossible!"
Given Lin Yi's age, ng Yin quickly dismissed his notion.
Appearances can be altered, but in the eyes of a strong man like him, bone age cannot be changed.
So he could see Lin Yi's true age at a glance.
Since it wasn't as he had guessed...
He suddenly looked solemnly at Lin Yi, considering a possibility.
That Lin Yi might possess magical equipnt capable of resisting his pressure.
Thinking this, ng Yin quietly breathed a sigh of relief while feeling curious about this man daring to strike the Eldest Prince Charles in public.
ng Yin:
"You are Lin Yi."
Lin Yi shrugged:
"I suppose I don't need to introduce myself anymore."
But at this mont, ng Yin looked around Lin Yi and then said:
"It's said a Divine Venerable secretly protects you."
"Are you not planning to invite her out?"
With these words, the surroundings were suddenly in uproar:
"A Divine Venerable!!"
"He has a Divine Venerable secretly protecting him, my God, who is he?!"
When Lin Yi heard this, a strange uneasiness erged within him.
For so reason, Lin Yi suddenly had a strong premonition.
Facing ng Yin's almost mocking expression, Lin Yi suddenly felt.
Perhaps their goal is not him, but the one behind him... Katrina?!
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