Chapter 93

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Lin Fei stood at the entrance of the classroom, took a deep breath, and firmly held the letter containing secrets given to him by his mother.

After bidding farewell to the two warriors, Lin Fei's brows furrowed slightly. He still remembered their warning about not offending the Zhang family, a massive entity.

It was clear how much they feared the Zhang family, truly the first family of Guiyuan City.

Of course, the City Lord's residence was not included.

Because of this, everyone dared not underestimate the Zhang family, securing their position as the top family in Guiyuan City.

"Originally, I thought I could escape my fate, but now even the heavens are not helping me. Damn, was I a bad person in my past life?" Lin Fei said to himself, gazing at the vast blue sky and exhaling a long breath.

The Lin family was no longer the Lin family of the past, all because of him.

The Zhang family was no longer the Zhang family of the past, now a dominant force in Guiyuan City.

As the culprit, Lin Fei, the imposter, was hit by a bullet while lying down. Who would know all this? No matter what the future holds, his life would definitely not be easy.

"Now that I've killed someone from the Zhang family, they will eventually suspect me. Fortunately, they have no concrete evidence, but they won't be able to swallow this. They might come after me again. I'm stepping back into the Lin family's whirlpool!"

...

Guiyuan City was divided into four districts: East, South, West, and North.

The Lin family's shop was located in the South District, which was still a relatively ideal place.

At this moment, South Street, which was usually bustling with people, was now silent.

The street was filled with people, some shaking their heads, some sighing, some gloating, and some... various expressions were displayed on their faces.

They seemed to be accustomed to the situation.

"What a tragedy, the Zhang family has gone too far."

Someone shook their head, showing a look of pity.

"Hehe, the Lin family's decline is their own fault. What's so excessive about it? I think it's too lenient. After this year's competition, the Lin family will no longer be one of the three major families."

"That's right, that's right. The Lin family has a wasteful son. In five years, the Lin family's influence has greatly diminished. If they are removed from the position of the three major families, the Lin family is destined to disappear from history."

"Pity the Lin family, but the Zhang family has gone too far. Last time it was the weapon shop, this time it's the medicine shop. Who knows what will happen next!"

...

A noisy group of people discussed in low voices.

Clearly, they were very afraid of the Zhang family and dared not make a big fuss.

When Lin Fei appeared, he happened to hear these words, his face changed slightly, and he squeezed through the crowd.

"Get out, all of you, get out!"

Lin Fei looked up and saw the street surrounded tightly by people.

On the street, a Lin family pharmacy had a messy entrance, with many herbs scattered around, clearly indicating that something had happened. Then, several people were driven out of the door.

Lin Fei took a closer look and recognized the Zhang family disciples who had galloped down the street earlier. None of them were recognizable, but they were all quite powerful, ranging from the fifth to the seventh level of the Martial Dao. The highest was at the seventh level.

Guiyuan City was not as advanced as the Divine Martial Gate, where mid-level Martial Dao strength was considered very talented.

Those few people stood at the door, laughing arrogantly.

"Lin Feng, you second young master, when did you become so temperamental? Do you need me to help you vent? I guarantee you'll feel much better!" Zhang Wansong laughed.

All the current disciples of the Zhang family were of the "Wan" generation.

Zhang Wansong was a capable disciple from a collateral branch of the Zhang family, holding a high position. His favorite thing to do was to cause trouble, especially targeting the Lin family.

Five years ago, they didn't dare.

Five years later, they had no qualms.

"Brother Song is right. Lin Feng must be very angry. Loosening up will definitely be beneficial, hahaha!"

"Lin Feng, you brat, come out obediently. Let Brother Song help you vent. Don't be ungrateful, come out quickly!"

...

"Ridiculous!"

A loud shout came from a burly man, who rushed out of the pharmacy, his face full of anger. His appearance was somewhat similar to Lin Fei, but he was more robust and fierce, exuding a masculine aura.

Lin Feng stood at the door like a small mountain, his imposing presence making people dare not ignore him. Clearly, he had cultivated an Earth-type mystical technique.

This Lin Feng was Lin Fei's second brother.

After Lin Feng came out, a few clerks ran out, their faces and noses bruised, clearly the result of a beating.

"Second Brother, they are bad people, they are bad people!"

After the clerks came out, a beautifully carved little girl ran out, her chubby face very cute, hugging Lin Feng's leg and pointing pitifully at the group in front of her.

Lin Feng's angry face softened instantly.

"Take the little sister to the side!"

...

Lin Fei saw everything.

When he saw the little girl, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if they were connected by blood, a familiar feeling.

"Little sister? Could it be that my stepmother had another child after I left?"

Lin Fei had seen beautiful little girls before, but this one was truly special. If she were on the internet, she would be a sensation, a kind of girl who could melt anyone's heart.

Unfortunately, this was the Xuantian Continent.

Even so, the beautiful little girl still attracted many gazes.

"Zhang Wansong, what do you mean today? If you don't give an answer, don't think about leaving here."

Lin Feng took a step forward, and instantly, a heavy mountain-like pressure descended. Any discerning person could see that this was a sign of anger.

Zhang Wansong laughed without restraint, "You want me to give you an answer? What are you? What is your Lin family? I like to smash your shops, smashing them so you can't open them again!"

"Son of a bitch!"

Lin Feng was thoroughly enraged. His fists like stone, he took a few steps forward, and a mountain-like aura crushed down, his fists aiming for the other's chest.

"Come on!"

Zhang Wansong was not at all concerned, instead, he stepped forward, a smug smile on his lips.

"Thousand Palm Illusion!"

A dense barrage of palm strikes, though not a thousand, at least dozens, made everyone's eyes spin.

Bang, bang, bang.

The fist shadows collided, the wind from the punches spread out, and the surrounding buildings cracked with a creaking sound.

Thud, thud, thud!

Lin Feng was forced back, leaving several footprints on the hard bluestone before stabilizing himself.

"You have learned a low-grade Yellow Rank mystical technique!"

Lin Fei's mouth dripped with blood as he stared at Zhang Wansong.

Everyone was shocked; a Yellow Rank mystical technique was so powerful.

Zhang Wansong laughed, "Haha, you only realize this now? Too late. Today, I will show you that your Lin family's second young master is nothing to me, just like your third brother, a waste, a true waste, a disgrace to your Lin family."

As he spoke, Zhang Wansong's feet moved like a spider's, and he rushed forward, flying up and using the Thousand Palm Illusion again, even more powerful than before.

Clearly, this time, Zhang Wansong intended to seriously injure Lin Feng, the Lin family's second young master, completely ignoring the Lin family's existence.

Lin Feng had taken many palm strikes earlier, his mystical energy in chaos, making it hard to control, and his strong defense had a flaw. The low-grade Yellow Rank mystical technique was not to be underestimated.

This attack was even more powerful than the last.

Lin Feng's expression was serious, preparing to resist.

Unexpectedly, a cold voice rang in his ear, and a white blade flashed before his eyes.

"You have a big mouth."

{Piaotian Literature}