Chapter 97: The Waters of This World Are Deep, You Can't Handle It
Chapter 97: The Waters of This World Are Deep, You Can’t Handle It
Lin Wencheng quickly said, “Fengmian, hurry over and pay your respects to Master Huanglong!”
Lin Fengmian calmly stood up and walked over to Master Huanglong, smiling, “Junior Lin Fengmian greets Master Huanglong!”
Master Huanglong examined Lin Fengmian from head to toe, then smiled, “Young Master Lin is indeed a handsome and talented individual, well hidden. No wonder you were able to teach my unruly disciple a lesson.”
Lin Fengmian replied, “Master Huanglong, you are flattering me. Daoist Lu simply lacks martial arts experience; I was just lucky.”
Master Huanglong stroked his long beard and smiled, “Young Master Lin is too modest. My disciple was outmatched, and losing is part of the game, nothing serious.”
Lin Fengmian was a bit confused, could it be that he had misjudged the situation with a petty mind?
But then Master Huanglong’s tone changed, “However, Young Master Lin, you destroyed my spiritual tool. How are we going to settle this?”
He took out the naked whisk, his face darkening, “Although this whisk is not a precious item, it has been with me for many years. Shouldn’t Young Master Lin make an explanation?”
Before Lin Fengmian could speak, Lin Wencheng quickly apologized, “Master Huanglong, my son was ignorant and damaged your spiritual tool. Please don’t hold it against him.”
“I will personally take my son to the mountain tomorrow to apologize and offer some incense money to Tai Xu Temple. Please, Master, forgive us for our transgressions.”
Master Huanglong couldn’t help but laugh heartily, “Lin Wencheng, do you think you can settle this with money? Do you know what material this whisk is made of?”
His smile faded, and he said sternly, “This whisk is not something you mortals can afford. Not even the entire wealth of your Lin family could compensate for it!”
The faces of Lin Wencheng and the other members of the Lin family darkened; Master Huanglong was truly not giving them a face at all.
Seeing his father about to say something, Lin Fengmian stepped forward to stop him and smiled brightly, “So, what does Master Huanglong want?”
Master Huanglong didn’t bother to talk to Lin Wencheng anymore and looked at Lin Fengmian, “Call your master or elder here!”
Lin Fengmian was speechless, “Master Huanglong, there’s no need to test me anymore. I am now a lone cultivator without a master or elder!”
Master Huanglong smiled slightly, “Since that’s the case, I won’t bully you. This inferior spiritual tool, you can compensate for its price!”
Lin Fengmian finally understood and couldn’t help but laugh, “I’m dumb, please enlighten me, Senior!”
Master Huanglong said sternly, “I heard that you have a mid-level spiritual tool. Give it to me as compensation, and we will settle the matter of you injuring my disciple and destroying my spiritual tool.”
Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but laugh out loud, speechless, “After all this, you just want my mid-level spiritual tool? Why beat around the bush?”
Zhou Xiaoping could not help but speak up, “How shameless, stealing something and speaking so eloquently about it!”
Although Lu Xun was arrogant, he also felt embarrassed at this moment.
Master Huanglong, being old and experienced, had a thick skin and seriously corrected, “Young Master Lin, I am negotiating with you, not robbing you!”
“If you have spiritual tools of equal value, you can compensate with them, not necessarily this sword.”
Lin Fengmian shook his head, waved, and threw the blue long sword in front of Master Huanglong.
“Master, do you want this sword? If you want to take it, just take it!”
Master Huanglong’s eyes lit up as he looked at the sword with flowing light, and his breathing quickened.
Just as he was about to grab it, a cry came out, “Wait!”
Zhou Xiaoping abruptly stood up with her hands on her hips, fuming, “Why should we compensate him? No way!”
Lin Fengmian spread his hands, “There is no other way. He’s stronger and uses his power to bully us. I have to give in.”
Zhou Xiaoping pouted, “You have no backbone, when someone wants to rob you, you just give it up?”
“A wise man submits to circumstances, be good, listen!” Lin Fengmian said with a smile.
Zhou Xiaoping was about to say something when Wen Qinlin pulled her down and looked at her.
She finally calmed down.
Master Huanglong smiled with satisfaction; he was a sensible person.
He was about to pick up the coveted sword and said with a smile, “Considering your good attitude and the fact that you are a first-time offender, I will forgive you this time.”
After saying the formalities, he planned to leave with his people.
“Thank you, Master, for your generosity,” Lin Fengmian said with a smile.
Master Huanglong patted his shoulder, “Young man, the waters of this world are deep, you can’t handle it. You still have a long way to go.”
Lin Fengmian smiled, “Thanks for the advice, Master. I’ll remember it. By the way, I usually tie this as a sword tassel; I’ll give it to you as well.”
He handed over a token, and Master Huanglong took it with a trembling hand.
Heaven Patrol Tower, VIP token!
As soon as the token moved away from Lin Fengmian, it immediately dimmed.
This was the token that recognized its owner, preventing outsiders from using it to bluff and deceive.
Master Huanglong held the token, feeling uncomfortable, and his face changed rapidly.
How could this person have a VIP token from Heaven Patrol Tower?
Could he be from Heaven Patrol Tower?
Even if not, he was still a VIP from Heaven Patrol Tower, and he deliberately dug a pit for himself to jump into!
When he saw Lin Fengmian’s playful expression, his face twitched with fear.
“Young Master Lin, you’re joking. I was just teasing you, it’s not serious.”
He handed back the sword and token with both hands, respectfully, “Young Master Lin, please take back your sword and token.”
Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but laugh, “Master Huanglong, you wanted compensation earlier, why the sudden change in attitude?”
Master Huanglong’s face was hard to look at as he forced a smile, “Young Master Lin, you’re joking. Spiritual tools can be damaged in duels, how can I ask you to compensate?”
“It was just a joke. Misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding!”
Everyone in the hall was confused, not understanding why Master Huanglong’s attitude had changed so drastically.
Lin Fengmian’s face turned cold, “Master, you were arrogant earlier, insulting my parents and clan, and forcibly taking my sword.”
“Now you say it was a misunderstanding and return it? Are you playing with me?”
“Today, even if I have to go to the Heaven Patrol Tower, I must seek justice for myself and my clan!”
Master Huanglong looked at Lin Fengmian and was sure that this guy was deliberately setting a trap.
As a lone cultivator with a guilty conscience, how could he really let Lin Fengmian go to Heaven Patrol Tower?
He flashed a vicious look, but suppressed it when he saw the many onlookers.
He suppressed his anger and handed over a storage bag, feeling humiliated, “It was my fault for not recognizing the mountain. I insulted the young master.”
“A small token of apology, not worth mentioning. I hope the young master will forgive me and let me go this time.”
Lin Fengmian weighed the storage bag and smiled, “I see, your fire control technique seems interesting…”