People from the Dark Night Legion all glanced at Ah Lang.
Seeing Ah Lang, the leader of the Dark Night Legion, ’Rattlesnake’, sneered, "Ah Lang, you didn’t die in this mission, is it because you were cowardly and beca a deserter?"
"Heh, I really feel ashad of you. Actually abandoning your brothers and becoming a deserter."
Hearing this, Ah Lang’s anger flared up, and he said, "Rattlesnake, shut up!"
"You bastard, like a dog, are the real ’deserter’, a traitor! Besides being a bully in the nest, what else can you do?"
"In the face of the experts from the Blood Soul Hall, when did you ever dare do such a thing? Our Red Fla Legion fought desperately against the Blood Soul Hall, nearly decimated. And you, bastard, not only don’t sympathize with us, but also co to rob us, taking advantage of our predicant!"
"You bastard, are you even human?"
"Do you even deserve to be part of the Dragon Alliance? A thug in the nest, yet biting back as a deserter? Stop disgusting people!"
Ah Lang was usually a man of few words, but now, he couldn’t hold back.
The mbers of the Dark Night Legion were just too disgusting, causing him to unleash his fury.
Hearing Ah Lang’s ’insults’, Rattlesnake’s face darkened.
He let out a cold laugh, his words full of provocation: "A re First Stage Grandmaster dare act such wildly in front of ?"
Before he finished speaking, he struck a palm towards Ah Lang.
Ah Lang naturally wouldn’t just stand there without retaliating.
The two intertwined like two flashes of lightning, fist wind whistling, sword qi crisscrossing.
Although Ah Lang was brave, he was only a First Stage Grandmaster martial artist and gradually began to falter.
After hundreds of moves, with a heavy impact sound, Ah Lang was shaken back several steps, his face pale, clearly at the end of his tether.
"Hmph, overestimating one’s abilities." Rattlesnake’s lips curled into a victor’s smile, his words taunting like sharp blades piercing Ah Lang’s heart.
Just as Ah Lang gritted his teeth, preparing to endure more humiliation, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, it was Lin Dong.
He gazed intently at the scene, finally fixing on Rattlesnake, saying calmly, "Enough, this is not a place for your rampage, get lost!"
Upon hearing this, Rattlesnake laughed loudly, "And where do you co from, brat? Daring to speak to your grandpa like this? Ah..."
However, before he finished speaking, Lin Dong’s figure flickered and was already before Rattlesnake. With a light wave of his right hand, it seed like a thousand catties of force condensed at his fingertips, lightly tapping, and Rattlesnake was struck by lightning, being sent flying several ters.
He fell heavily to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the surrounding Dark Night Legion mbers were also affected, either injured or retreating, none unscathed.
This scene shocked everyone present; they had never seen such an effortlessly subdued Third Stage Great Master.
"You... you dare!" Rattlesnake struggled to get up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He did not recognize Lin Dong nor knew that Lin Dong was a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist.
He had not attended the eting summoned by Lin Zhenyue yesterday, just like he was not at the banquet today.
"Who... who exactly are you? How does the Red Fla Legion have an expert like you?" Rattlesnake looked at Lin Dong in shock.
"Although I’m not from the Red Fla Legion, Ah Lang is my brother. Whoever dares to touch him is provoking !" Lin Dong’s tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority, "If it weren’t for the sake of Dragon Alliance Leader Lin Zhenyue, you would already be dead today!"
"Get lost!"
A terrifying force surged from Lin Dong’s body.
Rattlesnake and his n dared not linger and withdrew hastily like frightened dogs.
The Dark Night Legion people fled in panic, but they did not stop there.
Instead, they ran towards the Dragon Alliance Holy Hall, clearly to bring reinforcents.
Before long, the grand reception banquet in the sanctum was interrupted by the sudden incident.
Lin Zhenyue sat in the main seat with a solemn expression.
Rattlesnake, kneeling in front of him, exaggeratedly recounted Lin Dong’s "cris". As for his own act of stealing during chaos, not a word was ntioned.
"Alliance Leader, that young man is too much; not only did he injure , but he also humiliated the entire Dark Night Legion! He even called the Alliance Leader by na, showing no respect at all. He didn’t take you seriously at all..." Rattlesnake’s voice carried a tinge of resentnt and anger.
Mo Huan Commander, upon hearing this, frowned, burning with rage.
He naturally knew who the young man in Rattlesnake’s story was. Yesterday, he was suppressed to his knees by the opponent’s montum. This hatred he had never forgotten.
Lin Zhenyue’s expression was slightly somber as well, clearly sowhat dissatisfied with Lin Dong’s actions, but more because of the complex situational considerations.
"This matter indeed requires an explanation." Mo Huan Commander’s voice was deep and powerful, then he stood up, addressing Lin Zhenyue, "Leader Lin, let’s head to the Red Fla Legion together to see what explanation Lin Dong has!"
"If there isn’t a satisfactory explanation, Leader, we must teach him a harsh lesson. So what if he’s a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist? Currently, our Dragon Alliance has two Heavenly Realm Martial Artists. Besides you, Leader, there’s Senior Kuxue. Why should we fear a re First Heaven Heavenly Realm martial artist?"
Upon hearing this, Withered Blood Elder also stated, "If Leader Lin is inconvenient to act, I can take action. After all, I’m not from the Dragon Alliance, just a helper invited by you. Even if I cripple him, it won’t ruin Dragon Alliance’s reputation if this spreads."
Upon hearing Mo Huan Commander and Withered Blood Elder’s words, Lin Zhenyue nodded, waving a large hand, and said:
"Let’s go! Today, I want to see what explanation that Lin Dong can give!"
"If he can’t give a satisfactory explanation, I will let him know the consequences of his recklessness in the Dragon Alliance!"
With that, the group, in a tense and serious atmosphere, quickly headed toward the base of the Red Fla Legion.
anwhile, the God of War, Chiyan, anxiously wanted to speak for Lin Dong, "Leader..."
But just as he was about to speak, Lin Zhenyue interrupted him.
"Chiyan, you need not speak for that Lin Dong. Though the kid is talented, don’t you think he’s too arrogant?"
"I don’t bla him for having youthful arrogance. But being too arrogant, too wild, looking down on everyone—without soone to teach him a lesson, it will surely bring him greater disaster later. Rather than wait, let teach him now, teach him how to conduct himself."
Having said all this, regardless of what the God of War, Chiyan, thought, the group had already left the sanctum.
Soon, they arrived at the main gate of the Red Fla Legion base.
And Lin Zhenyue’s authoritative voice resounded.
"Lin Dong, co out!!!"
Hearing Lin Zhenyue’s voice filled with anger, Lin Dong also frowned slightly.
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