Chapter 697: Tang Qing’s Disciple?

Chapter 697 -696: Tang Qing’s Disciple?

Hearing Lu Bingning’s reply, Lin Yun held her in his arms. ‘I must never let these three women down in this lifetime,’ he thought.

They spent nearly an hour picking things out in Yanpiao Pavilion. In the end, all three women decided on what they wanted to buy. It had to be said, the cosmetics at Yanpiao Pavilion were certainly not cheap.

The cosmetics the three women picked out cost more than one thousand Low Grade Primordial Stones. To Lin Yun, a thousand Low Grade Primordial Stones was nothing, but for common people, it was an astronomical sum.

Therefore, the customers who came to Yanpiao Pavilion were basically all Martial Artists, or else the wealthy and powerful.

Once they had chosen what they wanted, Lan Xi turned to Lin Yun and said with a smile, “Hubby, come pay up.”

Hearing Lan Xi’s words, Lin Yun chuckled. Just as he was stepping forward to pay, a young woman’s angry shout suddenly came from outside the entrance.

“Wait, I’ll take that box of rouge.” Her tone was domineering, making her demand the moment she spoke.

Hearing the voice, Lin Yun turned to look at the entrance. A young woman and a young man walked in. The woman was dressed in lavish clothes, while the man wore the uniform of Yanhuang Academy.

The pair walked into the shop and went straight up to Lu Bingning and the other two women. When the young man saw the beauty of the three women, he was completely stunned. He had never seen such beautiful women before.

His eyes, filled with lust, stared at Lu Bingning and her companions. Seeing this, both Lin Yun and the young woman next to the man became displeased. From the way they acted, it wasn’t hard to guess that the young woman and the man were a couple. Naturally, she was unhappy that her man was looking at other women like that.

“I’ll take the rouge in your hand. Here’s one thousand Low Grade Primordial Stones.” Looking at Lu Bingning, the young woman contemptuously tossed a bag of Primordial Stones in front of her.

Before Lu Bingning could even speak, Lin Yun stepped in front of the pair. With his view blocked by Lin Yun, the young man finally snapped out of it, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at Lin Yun.

The young man couldn’t sense Lin Yun’s Cultivation, but he could feel a faint, dignified pressure emanating from him, even purer than the aura his own master possessed.

This was with Lin Yun already concealing his aura. However, the young man didn’t see it that way. Unable to sense Lin Yun’s Cultivation, he assumed Lin Yun was probably just some rich kid and immediately barked contemptuously.

“Kid, if you know what’s good for you, get lost. Otherwise, I’ll make you crawl out of here on your knees.”

Hearing the young man’s words, Lin Yun was so angry he laughed. ‘In Yanhuang Country, someone still dares to speak to me like this?’ To think, with his current Cultivation and status, even the Emperor of Yanhuang Country had to be respectful to him.

For the young man to dare speak to Lin Yun this way could only mean one thing: he was utterly inexperienced. Those whose Cultivation you cannot see through are the most terrifying people of all—this was an immutable truth in the Martial World.

He had likely never even left Yanhuang Country. Coupled with the fact that he was a student of Tang Qing, the dean of Yanhuang Academy, he was used to acting tyrannically in Yanhuang Country and naturally didn’t think much of Lin Yun.

“What did you say? Believe it or not, I’ll be the one to make you crawl out of here on your knees!” Hearing the young man berate Lin Yun, Mo Qingliu instantly flew into a rage. She pointed a finger right at the young man’s face and roared.

Faced with Mo Qingliu’s furious rebuke, not only did the young man not get angry, but the lust in his eyes intensified. Licking his lips, he said with a disgusting expression.

“Oho, a fiery little mare. Not bad. I like it.”

“You… I’m going to kill you today!” Mo Qingliu said furiously. As soon as the words left her mouth, she prepared to strike, but Lin Yun stopped her.

Placing a hand on Mo Qingliu’s head, Lin Yun said softly, “A young lady shouldn’t be fighting and killing all day. Does an ant like this really require our own Young Mistress Qingliu to act? Such rough work should naturally be left to me.”

Hearing Lin Yun’s words, Mo Qingliu finally quieted down. Her large eyes, still blazing with anger, looked up at Lin Yun as she spoke in a tone that was both furious and somewhat cute.

“You can’t let him off easy. I want him to learn just how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.”

In response to Mo Qingliu’s demand, Lin Yun smiled and nodded. His gaze then shifted to the young man and woman, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

Just as the young man was about to yell at Lin Yun again, a terrifyingly immense pressure suddenly erupted from Lin Yun. This was the Dragon’s Suppression.

Carefully controlling its intensity, Lin Yun did not unleash the full force of his Dragon’s Suppression. But even with him deliberately holding back, everyone inside Yanpiao Pavilion was forced to their knees by the pressure.

He hadn’t even released his Elemental Power. A mere hint of his oppressive aura was enough to make everyone in the shop kneel. The young man and woman, in particular, now looked at Lin Yun with expressions that had changed from contempt to terror.

The young man and woman had offended Lin Yun, and now the other people in the shop were also miserably pinned in place by the pressure from his body, unable to move.

Strolling over to the young man, Lin Yun looked at him with a smile and asked, “Now, I’m afraid you won’t even have the chance to crawl out on your knees.”

As he spoke, Lin Yun sent a slap across the young man’s face. Though he didn’t use an ounce of Elemental Power, the young man instantly spat out several bloody teeth.

At this point, if the young man still didn’t realize he had picked a fight with the wrong person, he was a true idiot.

His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Lin Yun, but the young man still spoke defiantly, “You dare kill me? Do you have any idea who my master is?”

“Oh? And who is your master?” Lin Yun asked with a smile.

“Hmph, my master is the dean of Yanhuang Academy, Tang Qing,” the young man said proudly with a cold snort.

Tang Qing certainly had the capital to be proud of in Yanhuang Country. After all, as the dean of Yanhuang Academy and the current Emperor’s own uncle, his was a status that no one in Yanhuang Country would dare to offend.

For Lin Yun, however, this was obviously useless. ‘Tang Qing? In my eyes, he’s nothing more than an ant.’

“You’re Tang Qing’s disciple? I’ll give you one chance to live. Right now, immediately, apologize to my women. Then, get out of my sight. Do that, and I’ll let you live.” For someone like this, Lin Yun didn’t even have the desire to kill him.

Who would have known, however, that upon hearing Lin Yun’s words, the young man had no intention of apologizing. Perhaps in his mind, Lin Yun’s offer was a sign that he was intimidated by his master, Tang Qing.

Since the young man refused to admit his mistake, Lin Yun said nothing more. He took out his Communication Token, spoke something into it, and then slapped the other side of the young man’s face.

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