Chapter 7

Lin Tian actually wanted to kill Liu Er, but today was an important day for the Nine Yang Martial Mansion's recruitment. If he killed Liu Er here, he would likely lose his chance to enter the Nine Yang Martial Mansion, so he held back his murderous intent.

The crowd around him was stunned, their eyes wide open.

"What a ruthless move!"

Someone whispered.

Many people showed strange expressions. These were the young people from Fengjian City, who knew "Lin Tian" quite well. In their impression, Lin Tian had always been relatively gentle, or even weak. But now, the Lin Tian they saw seemed to have completely changed, and this stark contrast surprised them.

"Move aside!"

A commotion came from not far away.

The crowd was pushed aside, and a man and a woman walked out. The man was dressed in purple, with a long sword at his waist, and he had a very handsome appearance. The woman had fair skin, long hair that fell over her shoulders, and a seductive air, making her a rare beauty.

When Lin Tian saw these two, the cold smile on his face deepened.

This man and woman were none other than Mo Sen and Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun glanced at Lin Tian, her eyes showing some surprise, but this surprise quickly disappeared. Her face became cold and aloof again, like a swan.

Mo Sen glanced at Liu Er and the others, then looked at Lin Tian with a cold gaze.

"I didn't expect you to be so tough. You've grown quite a bit in just a few days."

The Mo family was a very famous family in Fengjian City, and Mo Sen had always been infatuated with Xiao Yun. Therefore, he was very unhappy with Lin Tian's existence. Although the Lin family was no longer what it used to be, and Xiao Yun was now with him, as long as Lin Tian was alive, he would feel very uncomfortable.

"The heavens didn't like the sight of you, a garbage collector, so they let me live and even gave me some nice gifts to send you to hell."

Lin Tian smiled evilly.

Mo Sen frowned. "You called me a garbage collector?"

"Of course." Lin Tian shrugged and glanced at Xiao Yun. "I don't want this woman anymore. If you want the trash I don't want, what are you if not a garbage collector?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Sen's face turned ugly. The idea of taking a woman that another man had discarded was a significant insult to a man.

"What did you call me!"

Xiao Yun screeched.

She had been pampered since childhood, like a princess. No one had ever dared to insult her this way.

Lin Tian glanced at her. "Didn't hear me clearly? Fine, I'll say it again. Xiao Yun, you shameless trash, I don't want you anymore. From now on, I officially divorce you! You and that pretty boy can go to hell together. I wish you a speedy trip to the underworld."

The crowd of young people from Fengjian City was stunned. Was this really the Lin Tian they knew? Could the Lin Tian they knew actually say such sharp words?

Xiao Yun was furious, and Mo Sen's face felt hot with embarrassment.

"You're asking for death!"

Mo Sen drew his sword and slashed at Lin Tian.

At that moment, a loud bell rang. Lin Tian looked toward the front of the square. The bell signified that the Nine Yang Martial Mansion's assessment had truly begun.

"The bell just happened to ring at this moment, consider yourself lucky!"

Mo Sen glared at Lin Tian with a venomous look.

Lin Tian sneered. "After the assessment begins, all noise and private disputes are forbidden in this place. You should be grateful that the bell saved you. Otherwise, you would have ended up worse than those dogs."

"What did you say!"

Mo Sen's face turned cold.

"Can't understand human language like Xiao Yun, that shameless woman? You two are truly a perfect match."

Lin Tian mocked.

He no longer paid attention to Mo Sen and walked forward with the crowd, leaving Mo Sen and Xiao Yun staring at him with anger.