The chilling aura radiating from Lin Yun made Han Gaofeng feel as though his very bones had frozen solid.
When Lin Yun had brought Wen Jing here, he had claimed not to fear the Chasing Wind Sect. At the time, Han Gaofeng had thought him ridiculous.
In this moment, however, how could Han Gaofeng dare to underestimate him even slightly?
The corpse of the Third Elder lay right there.
“I… I had no choice. The Chasing Wind Sect is so powerful. How could I dare oppose them?” Han Gaofeng’s voice trembled.
“You feared the Chasing Wind Sect, so you could have refused to take her in. But you deceived her. You harmed her. Can you face your own conscience? Then again, a man like you has no conscience at all.” Lin Yun’s tone was icy.
“I know I was wrong. I beg you, please spare my life.” Han Gaofeng dropped to his knees at once and kowtowed repeatedly to Lin Yun.
“You left yourself no path to survival.”
As the words left his mouth, Lin Yun waved his hand.
Boom.
Han Gaofeng’s body was hurled through the air.
“Pff, pff.”
Blood poured from Han Gaofeng’s mouth. He was, after all, a Cave Void realm cultivator, yet before Lin Yun he had no power to resist.
He simply could not understand how Wen Jing had come to know such a terrifying existence.
With that final thought fading, Han Gaofeng died completely.
After killing Han Gaofeng, Lin Yun turned his gaze to the remaining Chasing Wind Sect disciples present.
These men were already half dead from fright. The Third Elder and the hawk-nosed man were both gone. What could they possibly use to fight back?
“You… do not kill us. Otherwise the Chasing Wind Sect will never let you go.” One disciple’s voice shook as he spoke.
Lin Yun shook his head with a faint smile. “How foolish. I have already killed your elder. Do you think I fear retaliation from your sect?”
As he finished speaking, a surge of divine sense rippled outwards.
The group of disciples instantly collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Only one remained standing.
Seeing everyone around him die in an instant, that disciple was terrified almost to the point of madness.
What kind of technique was this? He had not even seen Lin Yun move, yet everyone else was dead.
Lin Yun looked at the surviving disciple. “I spare your life. Return and report to your sect master. However the Chasing Wind Sect wishes to take revenge, I will meet it. I will wait here in Yan City.”
Hearing this, the disciple scrambled away in panic, not daring to linger a moment longer.
Lin Yun turned back to Wen Jing. The fearsome expression vanished from his face, and he resumed his usual demeanour.
“Wen Jing, let us go. I will take you away from here.” Lin Yun said softly.
“Big brother, I am sorry. I… I have brought disaster upon you. You killed an elder of the Chasing Wind Sect. They will surely devote all their strength to revenge.” Wen Jing said through tears.
Though Lin Yun had just displayed overwhelming power, in her eyes the Chasing Wind Sect was an immensely formidable force.
“It does not matter. No revenge will succeed. As I said, I will protect you.” Lin Yun gave her a gentle smile.
At these words, a wave of warmth surged through Wen Jing’s heart.
She had no family left in the world, yet a stranger was willing to shield her.
Lin Yun led Wen Jing towards the exit. The mansion guards all shrank back far away. None dared to block their path.
At the gate of the Han residence.
As soon as Lin Yun emerged, he saw that a large force of city guards had already surrounded the entrance.
Beyond them stood a great crowd of onlookers who had come to watch the spectacle.
At the front of the city guards was a middle-aged man in golden brocade robes. Clearly, he was the city lord.
“How has it come to this?” Seeing such a display, Wen Jing turned deathly pale with fear.
She had never imagined that, because of her, Lin Yun would cause such enormous trouble.
Even the city guards had mobilised in full force.
“City Lord, that is him!” The guard captain beside the city lord quickly pointed at Lin Yun.
The city lord immediately fixed his gaze on Lin Yun. His voice boomed. “Scoundrel, I am the lord of Yan City. You committed murder in broad daylight on my streets, a capital crime. I have come in person. Surrender at once without resistance.”
At these words, all the distant onlookers focused their attention on Lin Yun.
With the city lord himself taking action, everyone was eager to see how Lin Yun would respond.
Lin Yun glanced at him indifferently and uttered a single word.
“Scram.”
Hearing that word, the city lord of Yan City’s expression changed abruptly.
He was the esteemed lord of Yan City, a figure of some renown within the Haifeng Empire.
Moreover, behind him stood the entire Haifeng Empire.
