Who is this person? What are they trying to do?

Lin Zhengren raised his vigilance to the highest level, but didn’t rashly make a move.

To be approached so closely without notice already spoke to the gap in strength, especially the pressure emanating from the person behind him, which was almost tangible.

Lin Zhengren wouldn’t do anything reckless.

He didn’t circulate a single wisp of Daoyuan, indicating that he had no intention of resisting. Then, stiffly, he slowly turned around.

And so, he saw a person wearing a mountain spirit mask.

Fu Baosong had said that the person who broke into the City Daoist Academy at night was wearing a mountain spirit mask!

“I have no intention to offend!”

Lin Zhengren directly stated his position: “I am not aware of the happenings at the City Daoist Academy, nor do I care about them!”

“However,” Jiang Wang said in a deliberately altered voice, slowly, “you were just looking for me everywhere.”

“I was just putting on an act, not sincerely. With your Excellency’s strength, you should be able to see that clearly!”

Jiang Wang gazed at him with an eerie look: “People’s hearts are hidden, it’s hard for me to see clearly.”

This look made Lin Zhengren uneasy, and he gritted his teeth: “What does your Excellency require to see clearly? Please, be frank!”

Jiang Wang smiled, a cold smile. With a casual flick of his finger, a fireball shot out, collapsing the courtyard wall, and crashing into the night sky with a resounding “bang.”

“Prove it to me,” Jiang Wang said.

Lin Zhengren’s face turned deathly pale as he desperately tried to control his emotions, just to keep his expression calm. The other party’s attitude was already very clear, and he chose to accept it.

The exploding fireball awakened the night in the Lin Clan estate.

“Where was that explosion?”

“What happened?”

“Go and see!”

One after another, members of the Lin Clan rushed over from various courtyards, carrying swords and sabers, surrounding the source of the sound, Lin Zhengren’s courtyard.

“Young Master! What happened?”

“Who is this person?”

“The Lin Clan soldiers are here, Young Master, just give the order!”

At that moment, Jiang Wang and Lin Zhengren stood in the courtyard, both silent.

From the collapsed courtyard wall, they could be seen facing each other, without any other movements.

The Lin Clan members clamored in support of their young master, but they didn’t rush over immediately because Lin Zhengren hadn’t given the order.

The night shrouded both men in a mysterious atmosphere.

As such, they couldn’t see how stiff Lin Zhengren’s body was, or how pale his face was.

But facing him, Jiang Wang, wearing a mask, had a very calm look in his eyes.

Strength determines mindset.

When Jiang Wang first came to the Lin family in Wangjiang City, he had to borrow a spear from Zhu Weiwo just to make the trip. Even with Zhu Weiwo’s influence, he could only accept Lin Zhengren’s “advice.”

But now, coming to the Lin Clan estate again, Lin Zhengren didn’t even have the right to speak unless he gave permission!

Power had shifted!

The Lin Clan estate became increasingly noisy, and soon another group of people gathered.

The leader of the group shouted from afar: “Which blind bastard dares to disturb my elder brother’s peace!”

The corners of Jiang Wang’s mouth, hidden under the mask, twitched slightly.

Lin Zhengli’s voice!

He began to express his respect and care for his elder brother from a great distance, as if disturbing Lin Zhengren’s cultivation was more egregious than digging up his Lin Clan ancestral graves. His words were earnest and his indignation was difficult to contain.

Lin Zhengren opened his mouth as if to say something, but was forced to remain silent by Jiang Wang’s gaze.

The crowd drew closer.

Lin Zhengli pushed his way through the clansmen surrounding the courtyard, and strode into the courtyard, accompanied by two guards.

After a long absence, he was in excellent spirits.

His status as the future head of the Lin Clan filled him with pride. An elder brother who was one of the Six Heroes of the State Academy gave him some influence throughout Qinghe County. His whole person exuded confidence and assurance.

His cultivation hadn’t improved much, barely at the Zhou Tian realm.

“Brother!” He cupped his fist at Lin Zhengren: “All of our Lin Clan’s experts are outside. As long as you give the order, we are ready to die for you!”

He glanced at Jiang Wang, who was wearing the mountain spirit mask, and his expression turned arrogant and unrestrained: “Who is this hiding and sneaking?”

In his view, Lin Zhengren, at the peak of the Tenglong realm, was already one of the strongest people in Wangjiang City. He couldn’t imagine anyone other than the City Lord being able to surpass his brother.

The secretive person in front of him was obviously not a match for his brother either.

This was a good time to show his loyalty, not to completely repair the brothers’ deteriorating relationship, but to ensure that Lin Zhengren would remember his younger brother in Wangjiang City in the future.

So he was particularly enthusiastic, appearing with a great show, gathering almost all the capable fighters in the clan.

But his diligence was met with silence.

The person wearing the mountain spirit mask didn’t speak.

Lin Zhengren didn’t speak either.

This silence was terrifying.

Only then did Lin Zhengli notice his brother’s face. This wasn’t a confrontation, it was clearly being intimidated!

How powerful must someone be to intimidate Lin Zhengren?

The arrogant and flamboyant look in Lin Zhengli’s eyes just now became weak.

“Brother, you deal with it first, your younger brother will be waiting outside for orders!”

Lin Zhengli made up an excuse and retreated decisively.

It was at this moment that Jiang Wang spoke.

“I don’t like the look of him,” he said to Lin Zhengren.

Lin Zhengren opened his mouth: “My younger brother is too young, his temperament is inevitably…”

Jiang Wang didn’t say a second word, only used his cold gaze to stop his excuses.

Lin Zhengren’s eyes turned fierce, and he turned to walk towards Lin Zhengli.

Anger? Humiliation? Pain?

All of these emotions were present.

But he was inherently patient.

He would never bet his life without absolute certainty.

What’s more, he had no certainty at all now, the two sides weren’t even on the same level!

Seeing Lin Zhengren walking towards him with gritted teeth, Lin Zhengli panicked.

“Brother, brother, w-what’s wrong?”

He retreated, and said in a flustered voice: “Get him, get him! One knife each, surround and kill this hidden rat!”

“No one is allowed to move!” Lin Zhengren shouted, he gritted his teeth: “Don’t throw your lives away!”

The Lin Clan members present looked at each other, but after all, the so-called future clan leader was not as authoritative as Lin Zhengren. No one stepped forward.

Because everyone knew that the position of future clan leader was only given up by Lin Zhengren because he didn’t care about it.

“Brother!” Lin Zhengli’s voice even had a hint of crying: “I’m your own brother!”

Lin Zhengren didn’t respond, only continued to walk towards him.

Lin Zhengli grabbed at straws, and looked at Jiang Wang in a panic, bowing repeatedly and apologizing: “This senior, I offended you, I offended you! Please forgive me, please forgive me!”

Even Lin Zhengren was being forced to kill himself, the entire Lin family had absolutely no chance of fighting back against such an opponent.

Lin Zhengli had always been very quick-witted, and as he shouted, he knelt down with a thud: “Senior, you can ask for any conditions, any conditions are fine! I can pay a sufficient price for my unintentional offense! Please give me a chance!”

He began to kowtow repeatedly.

Lin Zhengren glanced back at Jiang Wang, the mountain spirit mask covered all his expressions, only his whole person stood there, still and silent.

Undoubtedly showing… that he was not moved.

Lin Zhengren turned around, and shook out a cyan whip. The Lin family’s heirloom, the Cyan Python!

Seeing that he was about to make a move.

Jiang Wang’s voice sounded at this moment.

“I didn’t want you to kill him.”

Lin Zhengren stopped, visibly relieved.

Lin Zhengli even collapsed directly on the ground.

He was saved! Tears were about to flow out of his eyes.

But the man wearing the mountain spirit mask, like a devil, continued: “The greatest sincerity of apology should be suicide.”