Evan Lin spoke, his tone calm from beginning to end.
It was as if thunder struck out of nowhere, jolting everyone present.
"Well, well—Master Lin from Seacrest! Aren't you something!"
"Whether the Rowe clan deserves to die or not—what does that have to do with you?"
Second Elder Rowe's face twitched; his whole body tensed, muscles bulging, and his gaze grew even darker.
In front of hundreds of Ancient Martial Rowe clan members, he asked whether the Rowe clan deserved to die.
If word of this got out, it would shock all of China.
The Rowe Patriarch's voice thundered. Above his head, clouds and mist swirled, as if a storm was about to break.
The Rowe Patriarch's voice was icy. Hearing Evan Lin's words, he was already furious; his aura sharpened, locking onto Evan like a blade: "The life and death of the Rowe clan is not for you to decide."
"You, Master Lin from Seacrest, have the guts to come here alone—I admire your courage."
"But as a human being, you must pay the price for your actions and words!"
The Rowe Patriarch flicked his fingers, and a tree branch from nearby flew straight into his hand.
"You, Master Lin from Seacrest, have the guts to come here alone—I have to hand it to you for sheer nerve."
"But in this world, you have to pay the price for every word you say and every action you take!"
The Rowe Patriarch flicked his fingers, and a tree branch from nearby flew straight into his hand.
"Master Lin from Seacrest?"
Hearing that name, Lucy Sun frowned, rapidly searching her memory.
"You know him?"
Daniel Ward had hardly left the Rowe clan for years, confined to his own pill furnace, so he knew little about the outside world.
Partly because he lacked channels, partly because he just wasn't interested.
Before Lucy Sun could speak, Chloe Cheng suddenly remembered something, her expression changing dramatically.
"Master Lin from Seacrest! The young genius who's famous all over the Jiangnan region!"
Chloe Cheng cried out in shock.
"In Jiangnan, Seacrest, even Jinnan and Quhang, there are rumors about Master Lin from Seacrest!"
Tim Xu frowned sharply: "Rumor has it that guy is a total monster—he's never lost once."
"Never lost? He's way beyond that—he's a super freak!"
Ray Zhao's legs were still trembling, his face ghostly pale.
Master Lin from Seacrest.
Those five words thundered in everyone's ears.
They had come here to seek pills and medicine, all the way to the Jiangnan region.
Chloe Cheng and Tim Xu went to Jingzhou, found the Nourishing Spirit Pill, and all along the way, Master Lin from Seacrest's name was everywhere. Countless people said he once climbed the Jiangnan Sword Sect mountain alone, shaking all of Jinnan.
Lucy Sun and Ray Zhao went to Jiangzhe, found the Youth-Preserving Beauty Pill, and around Quhang, tales of Master Lin from Seacrest trampling the super families of Jiangzhe solo were all over.
Rumor had it that Master Lin from Seacrest was under twenty, terrifyingly strong, and once, on West Lake, he beheaded a Pointing-to-Mystery master from the King Family.
At first, Lucy Sun scoffed at all the stories about Master Lin from Seacrest; Chloe Cheng just treated them as background noise and didn't care.
After all, they came from the Ancient Martial Rowe clan, where geniuses are everywhere. Just being born with innate qi would blow the minds of those shocked by Master Lin from Seacrest.
So they never took Master Lin from Seacrest seriously, thinking he was just some small-time upstart—finally seeing someone a bit impressive, limited by their horizons, and believing he was truly extraordinary.
But the more they traveled and listened, the more those stories left an impression, even if they tried not to care.
Lucy Sun had imagined what Master Lin from Seacrest looked like; Chloe Cheng wondered about his real cultivation.
But that was as far as it went.
They never planned to dig deeper, let alone seek out Master Lin from Seacrest for a meeting.
In their eyes, Master Lin from Seacrest—who shook the whole Jiangnan region—wasn't even on the same level as them, the alchemists from the Ancient Martial Rowe clan.
Simply put—
Master Lin from Seacrest wasn't worthy.
It was like a top graduate from Huaxing University going on a business trip, and suddenly hearing rumors about a new academic star at some third-rate school.
Would a Huaxing University big shot be interested in meeting a third-rate school's academic star?
Impossible.
But now, when they heard the name Master Lin from Seacrest and looked at the quiet youth who only spoke to drop bombshells, they froze in place.
Unbelievable.
Stunned.
A flood of complicated feelings surged up from deep inside them.
Not to mention, this Master Lin from Seacrest came alone today—intending to take on a thousand Rowe clan members by himself.
He planned to wipe out the entire Rowe clan single-handed!
Lily Liang's heart trembled as she listened to the others. Her gaze toward Evan Lin kept changing.
The most crucial part was, did she just hear something about Night Star and Divine Moon?
Those are true terrors in Yanjing City!
Could this guy actually be connected to both Night Star and Divine Moon?
The more Lily Liang thought about it, the less she dared continue.
Daniel Ward was silent, already deeply shaken, his throat so dry he couldn't speak.
Evan Lin looked at the Rowe Patriarch. "If I hadn't come for you, what would you have done?"
"We would have investigated everything about you, found your family, and not only killed you, but wiped out your whole family as a warning to others."
The Rowe Patriarch's voice was icy cold, without a trace of hesitation or concealment: "Anyone who insults the Rowe clan deserves to die."
"The people you trained before—they joined the Tiger Special Forces, called Fifth Blade."
"They could have survived, but Rowe Bingwu, though a traitor, still bore the Rowe name. So their deaths weren't unjust. If it happened again, they'd still deserve to die—killed for overestimating themselves and daring to fight the Rowe clan!"
The Rowe Patriarch's voice grew heavy. The two elders behind him each stepped forward, hands raised, summoning swords of qi.
Behind them, shadowy figures condensed, looming like Mount Tai—massive and ready to strike.
"That's just fine."
Evan Lin nodded slightly, listening to the Rowe Patriarch without anger: "I once hesitated—whether slaughtering the entire Ancient Martial Rowe clan would violate human ethics."
"But as Rowe Patriarch, you treat human life as worthless, you make lawlessness your law—so I can slaughter you without regret."
"Today, I will use my sword to dye the Rowe clan in blood."
Evan Lin spoke coldly, reaching out.
In the air, four cold flashes appeared at once.
The Four-Directions Sword Array.
Dustleave took the lead, Misty Rain, Enlightenment, and Sudden-Clarity split off.
It hadn't been used in ages.
As the swords appeared, cold light flashed.
"Today, Master Lin from Seacrest comes with his sword."
"Please give guidance."