Lin Tian’s thoughts at this ti were identical to Miss’s. He couldn’t understand how a single golden thread could cause such a huge commotion, yet the old n only had a half-baked understanding.
My golden thread was a gift from Zi Yan, and the lower half of the Nine Needle Technique was also hers. If this indicates a Ghost Valley Inheritor, then what exactly is Zi Yan’s identity? Nurous doubts surfaced in Lin Tian’s mind, but inconveniently, Senior Sister Zi Yan was not present.
Forget it, I’m just a zombie. Even if I add the identity of a Ghost Valley Inheritor, could that really be more badass than a zombie? Lin Tian shook his head, casting aside these muddled questions.
The five conscious Japanese on the ground saw Lin Tian shake his head and thought he was dissatisfied or unhappy, causing their hearts to tense up again.
However, Lin Tian inserted the golden thread into the Ninja’s Ren Zhong Acupoint. The sharp end of the thread moved swiftly in and out, with a small blood pearl erging from beneath the ninja’s nose.
The ninja convulsed a few tis and ca to, but as soon as he awoke, he clutched his severed hand, gasping sharply for breath, his expression contorted with pain and ferocity.
"Huaxia pig, give a quick end. I’m not afraid of you," the Ninja gasped heavily, hissing the words with clenched teeth.
"You’re trying to enrage ? Want to kill you for a swift release?" Lin Tian shook his head and said indifferently, "You still don’t understand well, I keep my word, I said I won’t kill you, so I won’t. How did one of your snipers die last ti? That’s right, drained by the Soul-devouring Gu, turned into ash and smoke! If you prefer that way of dying, I can certainly accommodate you."
ntioning the Soul-devouring Gu made the Ninja shiver, his face turning ghostly pale with fear even greater than the mont his hand was crushed.
"You... you’re a demon! A demon... demon..." the Ninja shuddered, repeating the word ’demon’ over and over.
"Correct, in your eyes, I am a demon. You are cruel, I will be crueler than you. You are evil, I will be a thousand, no, ten thousand tis more evil! Soon, your boss will taste this flavor!" Lin Tian said coldly.
He rembered these Japanese had the nerve to use Gu on Su Wenshan, just a sixteen-year-old child, devoid of any human nature. If Li Qingyun hadn’t been there to concoct an antidote for the Gu Poison, Wenshan’s young life would be in constant danger.
Lin Tian’s heart surged with raging fury, and suddenly he kicked at the ninja’s knee. With a "crack", the ninja’s kneecap shattered—not just cracked, but pulverized by Lin Tian’s angry kick.
Ordinary people would tear up from the pain of accidentally hitting their knee because muscles are few in the knee area—just beneath the skin lies bone, which is wrapped in a dense network of nerves. A re bump can intensely aggravate this network, causing agonizing pain.
With Lin Tian’s strike, the ninja’s kneecap was directly shattered, and he fainted more promptly than before, his eyes rolling back as he passed out.
For an entire minute, the entire hall, whether on the second floor or the first, fell silent as death.
"This young man’s thods are quite ruthless," Old Man Zhao glanced at Second Young Master Yun and deliberately comnted, his underlying tone unclear as approval or criticism, but his expression betrayed him, obviously picking on Second Young Master Yun over the recent event.
Second Young Master Yun glanced at him and, pretending not to catch the implied aning, said indifferently, "His thods are decent, but nothing special. Elder Zhao, you haven’t seen n punished for coveting our family’s won: climbing the mountain of knives, rolling on burning coals. If they survive, it’s heaven’s will; if they don’t, they’re as good as dead. Hmph!"
"Only you, Old Man Yun, would have no scruples, even willing to disclose such embarrassing family matters," Old Man Zhao clicked his tongue.
"You and your big mouth, Elder Zhao. When did I ever say it was the Yun Family? Is the Yun Family the only clan in this vast world? I won’t bother explaining to you; I’d rather let you stew in your curiosity, I won’t tell you anything!" Second Young Master Yun fud, his white beard quivering with irritation.
Old Man Zhao’s expression stiffened, knowing he was at the rcy of another, he could only keep his mouth shut and say no more.
However, the younger generation around him broke out in cold sweat. In this day and age, to hear about such cruel punishnts for infidelity like climbing a mountain of swords or rolling over burning coals was certainly alarming.
In modern society, with open-mindedness, n and won are not bound by the many constraints of the ancients; knowing the ultimate pleasure of the mortal world, won are more prone to infidelity than those in ancient seclusion, and n are even less able to resist temptation. If one were to face climbing a mountain of swords or rolling over burning coals for every act of infidelity, wouldn’t that an daily tragedies?
Second Young Master Yun seed to see through the thoughts of these juniors and said coldly, "What do young people know? You haven’t seen it because family scandals should not be publicized. Maybe it has happened in your own clan without you knowing. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules; without discipline, there can be no order. Even if a thousand years, ten thousand years go by, this principle will not change!"
The juniors could only be silent, not daring to refute the hot-tempered and stubborn old man.
In the hall, after the leading ninja fainted, Lin Tian couldn’t be bothered to do anything more and loudly said, "Soone, take them all down!"
Six or seven bodyguards and five or six security guards ca in, but stood still, looking sowhat troubled.
"I know what you’re thinking," said Lin Tian. "You’re definitely no match if these five ninjas resist. Don’t worry, I won’t let them leave in one piece."
The five ninjas, not understanding Chinese, didn’t know what Lin Tian was saying, but their instincts told them it was nothing good; however, they had no ti to think as Lin Tian made his move.
A draft swept through, and the five saw Lin Tian had already moved to another position. Just as doubts began to arise in their minds, a sudden intense pain radiated from their hands, and all five ninjas let out muffled groans of agony.
Five n, ten hands, all were useless now!
Lin Tian waved his hand and said, "Throw them out; whether they live or die is up to their fate."
The bodyguards and security guards, awed by Lin Tian’s actions, dared not dally; lifting, dragging, or carrying, they removed the six ninjas from the ancient building.
Once the doors of the ancient building closed again, and the evening sunlight was blocked outside, the light inside the hall softened once more. The tense hearts of those present finally relaxed, and so even let out a long breath, as if they had just endured imnse pressure.
"Miss Shi Feifei, we can continue the auction," Lin Tian gestured with his hand.
Shi Feifei was doing slightly better than the others; after all, she had experience in the entertainnt industry, where she had seen all sorts of outrageous things.
Although she wasn’t very happy about the interruption of the auction by Lin Tian, there was nothing she could do. She rang the bell in her hand again; its clear sound resonated in the hall, allowing everyone finally to switch back from the scary excitent of monts before.
Lin Tian nodded at Rossi, then walked back to the corner seat and sat down again. As he passed, the young gentlen looked up at him with admiration.
Zhou Botong’s gaze was filled with boundless admiration, not needing to speak, he gave two massive thumbs-up.
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