Seeing Wendy Lin in this state, Ian Song couldn't help but feel a bit mischievous. He deliberately put on a lecherous look, licked his lips, and kept walking toward the bed, saying, "If I don't come over, how are we supposed to have our wedding night?"
Hearing this, Wendy Lin trembled all over, crying, "No, I don't want to have a wedding night with you!"
Seeing how easily this girl gets scared, Ian Song couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. Especially with her tearful, pitiful look, it was hard not to feel protective. So he straightened his face and said seriously, "Alright, kid, stop crying. I was just joking with you."
"Really? You're not lying to me?" Wendy Lin immediately stopped crying and stared at Ian Song suspiciously.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
As they spoke, Ian Song had already reached the bedside. With a swipe of sword-qi from his fingers across Wendy Lin, all the ropes binding her snapped apart.
Regaining her freedom, Wendy Lin instantly broke into a smile through her tears and said to Ian Song, "You're a good person."
To think he'd been handed a 'good person' card, Ian Song was a bit speechless. At the same time, he realized this girl was just too naive—if she left now, things definitely wouldn't end well for her.
"Kid, what are you planning to do next?"
Wendy Lin stared wide-eyed, thinking hard. "I... I want to find my big brother!"
"Where's your big brother?" Ian Song asked again.
"I don't know either." Wendy Lin shook her head adorably. "Earlier, my second uncle was chasing us. My big brother told me to run first while he stayed behind to block him."
Ian Song's heart sank. He thought to himself, this girl's brother is most likely in grave danger.
But he couldn't bear to tell her such a cruel truth, so he said, "How about this? You just stick with me for now. Once you find your big brother, you can leave."
Wendy Lin thought it over, then nodded seriously. "You're a good person. I trust you. From now on, I'll follow you!"
Seeing this, Ian Song couldn't help but sigh softly. This girl is really... the classic type who'd help count the money after being sold.
"Let's just stay here for the night and leave tomorrow!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
............
The Huang Clan mansion was unusually lively tonight. The Huang family was hosting a banquet to celebrate. Although the Lin Clan hadn't been completely destroyed, under Samuel Lin's leadership, they'd already become the Huang Clan's vassals.
This meant that all of Sanyang Town now belonged to the Huang Clan.
"Patriarch, someone from the Lin Clan is here!"
Suddenly, a subordinate came to report to Patriarch Victor Huang of the Huang Clan.
"Bring him in!"
Soon, a middle-aged man was led inside. Everyone present recognized him as Shane Lin, the Lin Clan steward who had joined Samuel Lin in the rebellion and helped kill the former Lin Clan head, Lin Chengyuan.
"Patriarch, our Second Master has been killed!" Shane Lin dropped to his knees, his face full of fear.
"What?"
Victor Huang was startled, then flew into a rage. "Who did it?"
Shane Lin replied, "It was a young man. The Second Master tried to set him up, but the youth saw through it and killed him instead!"
Hearing this, everyone in the Huang Clan was shocked. Though they looked down on traitors like Samuel Lin, they still respected his cultivation—he was an established Foundation Establishment cultivator, not someone an ordinary person could kill.
Victor Huang thought of this too and asked in a low voice, "Who is that young man?"
Shane Lin shook his head. "I don't know, but that youth had a flying sword. I saw it from a distance—it's at least a third-grade treasure!"
"A third-grade treasure!"
Victor Huang's eyes lit up. The entire Huang Clan only had one third-grade treasure. If they could get another, their strength would increase dramatically.
Everyone around the Huang Clan held their breath, faces full of excitement. An elder couldn't wait and stood up. "Patriarch, if that youth could kill Samuel Lin, it must be because of his magic treasure. But you are at mid Foundation Establishment and have third-grade armor for protection. With the three of us, we can definitely take him down!"
There was one thing left unsaid: they planned to seize the youth's magic treasure.
That elder was Jude Huang, Victor Huang's second uncle and now the Huang Clan's great elder.
Victor Huang hesitated after hearing this.
At that moment, another middle-aged man stood up. He was Simon Huang, Victor Huang's younger brother.
Simon Huang said, "Big Brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if you don't care about our Huang Clan, you should think of Hank. The Four Beasts Sect has more than one seed disciple. If we seize that magic treasure and give it to the sect, Hank's strength will soar, and his chances of becoming sect master will rise as well!"
"Alright!"
Victor Huang slapped the table and declared, "Uncle Jude, Simon, Stephen—you three come with me to the Lin Clan!"
"Yes!"
Jude Huang, Simon Huang, and Stephen Huang responded in unison, their faces filled with excitement.
A quarter of an hour later, led by Shane Lin, the four from the Huang Clan arrived at the room where Ian Song was staying.
On the way, the four discussed their strategy: Jude Huang, Simon Huang, and Stephen Huang would lure out the target, while Victor Huang, the strongest among them, would stay hidden and strike with a fatal blow if the youth revealed any weakness.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
In a flash, the three landed in the courtyard outside the side room.
"Boy, come out and face your death!"
Simon Huang shouted harshly, while Jude Huang and Victor Huang each brandished their swords and spears, ready for battle—they knew their opponent possessed a powerful magic treasure.
"Disturbing my sleep in the middle of the night—damn you!"
A voice came from inside, and then, with a flash of black light, Ian Song appeared before Stephen Huang.
Retreat! Retreat!
As he retreated, Stephen Huang desperately swung his spear, creating a blur of spear shadows in front of him.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the flying sword sliced through Stephen Huang's spear, then continued its deadly arc—
piercing straight through his chest!
Stephen Huang stared down at the bloody hole in his chest, eyes full of disbelief and unwillingness. Wasn't the opponent also at early Foundation Establishment? Even if he was weak, how could he be killed in a single strike?
"Bang!"
With a heavy thud, Stephen Huang's large body crashed to the ground.
Staring at Stephen Huang's fallen body, Jude Huang and Simon Huang finally snapped back to reality.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
With a sudden movement, Simon Huang rushed forward and smashed the door to pieces with a single punch.
But at that moment, a hand seemed to appear out of thin air and pressed gently against his chest.
"Bang!"
With a muffled groan, Simon Huang was sent flying, crashing into the courtyard and dying instantly.
"Second Brother! Third Brother!"
Unable to hold back any longer, Victor Huang, eyes bloodshot, charged forward, swinging a black saber at the youth who had appeared at the door.
"Die!" Victor Huang's face twisted in rage.
"Scram!"
With a low shout, the youth kicked out. With a thud, Victor Huang, saber and all, was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, clutching his chest in agony, coughing up three mouthfuls of blood, his face instantly turning ashen.
Only Jude Huang, who hadn't attacked yet, was left standing, stunned. How could this youth be so powerful? Victor Huang was at mid Foundation Establishment and wore third-grade armor, yet he had been gravely injured with a single blow.