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Lintian Lingkong immediately contacted others.

After all, the matter of the Four Spirits Hall was right there, and he didn’t dare to be arrogant.

He reached out to old friends, called on a few more, and also involved local forces, prepared with firearms.

He was well aware of the power of the Four Spirits Hall and the influence they wielded, much closer than their Yiheliu Sect’s connection with the authorities.

Even the Four Spirits Hall had been wiped out, so bringing in the local Guard as a backup was not an excessive measure.

If someone came to provoke them, he certainly had to stand his ground.

But in case anything happened, he had to have a backup plan.

Win or lose, this person must not be allowed to leave!

Lintian Lingkong made up his mind.

The news spread quickly, and surrounding schools heard about it.

Even the authorities took measures.

Those secretly paying attention to this matter sprang into action as well.

All the focus gathered within the Yiheliu Sect.

After arranging everything, it was already afternoon.

For safety’s sake, Lintian Lingkong found Imano Genso again.

"Tell me again, what are this person’s characteristics, what skills does he have?" Lintian Lingkong asked seriously.

Imano Genso, after receiving treatment, was much better with color back in his face.

He pondered for a while, "This is hard to say."

"Didn’t you meet him?" Lintian Lingkong frowned.

Imano Genso nodded, "Yes, I met him, but... with my skills, there wasn’t even a chance to make him strike, couldn’t even last a single move."

Lintian Lingkong frowned, "With me, you probably wouldn’t last more than a few moves either."

"I know! After all, I’m just an Outer Sect disciple, not proficient in the arts, with no real martial future. I rose to the position of Vice Hall Master through brute force and sometimes even relied on firearms. But against a true martial arts master, I’m not worth mentioning." Imano Genso understood his own situation well.

Lintian Lingkong frowned in thought.

After a while, he asked, "You don’t know anything about his background?"

Imano Genso shook his head, "However... I witnessed his fight with our Hall Master, and with the Hall Master of the Four Spirits Hall!"

"Tell me quickly!" Lintian Lingkong’s eyes lit up with urgency.

Imano Genso pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Our Hall Master, a genius among Beifeng Thirteen Rivers, was known for his swift blade techniques and specialized in a unique knife art, rarely defeated in usual duels or fights..."

Imano Genso recalled that before coming, Yang Chen had tasked him with making the situation as big as possible!

Their goal was to spread their reputation, to draw attention.

So, when narrating, Imano Genso exaggerated Yang Chen’s prowess, boasting his skills to an extremely high level.

Lintian Lingkong listened, awestruck, finding it hard to believe.

After a long time, Lintian Lingkong asked, "Are you saying... it’s all true?"

"Absolutely! Saw it with my own eyes!" Imano Genso pointed to his eyes, speaking solemnly.

Lintian Lingkong took a deep look at Imano Genso, took a deep breath, stood up, and said, "Rest well!"

Lintian Lingkong left, and Imano Genso watched his figure disappear, remained silent for a while, then lay down to sleep without expression.

Back in the room, Lintian Lingkong asked those around him, "Well? Any issues?"

The person shook their head, "No! Doesn’t seem like he lied."

"Then that’s troublesome!" Lintian Lingkong sighed, walked to the table, knelt on the cushion, looked at the blade before him, and meditated with closed eyes.

Someone nearby softly suggested, "Why don’t we shoot him on sight when he arrives? Save us the trouble?"

Lintian Lingkong snorted coldly, "If this gets out, where will the face of our Yiheliu Sect go!"

"But..." The person appeared conflicted.

"No buts!" Lintian Lingkong took the blade, placed it on his leg, and continued to meditate with closed eyes, "He comes, I’ll handle it. You go rest!"

The person hesitated for a moment, then seeing Lintian Lingkong’s firm demeanor, sighed deeply and exited.

However, as they left, they secretly arranged that if there were signs of Lintian Lingkong losing, they should shoot immediately!!!

Time ticked away.

In the blink of an eye, it was 9:05.

Bang!

The gate was kicked open.

A figure appeared at the center of the doorway.

"He’s here!"

Everyone’s heart leapt to their throats.

"Yang Chen! Here to meet the Sect Leader of Yiheliu!" Yang Chen shouted upon entering.

Hearing Yang Chen’s shout, everyone felt a buzzing in their ears, as if someone had shouted right next to them.

Lintian Lingkong, hearing this shout, gripped his blade and stood up.

Outside, the disciples of Yiheliu wielded their katanas towards Yang Chen, but as Yang Chen approached, they retreated step by step.

The murderous aura emanating from Yang Chen was too intense.

Just standing there, they completely lost their will to fight, retreating without daring to attack.

Seeing their cowardice, Yang Chen sneered, "What? The messenger didn’t arrive? Where’s your Sect Leader? Could he be too scared to come out?"

At this moment, Yang Chen felt like a true villain.

"Shut up!"

"Who are you, what right do you have to challenge our Sect Leader?"

"Where did you come from, go back there! You’re not welcome here!"

"Get lost!"

...

They shouted fiercely, but their wobbly legs and trembling arms holding the swords betrayed them completely.

Yang Chen lifted his foot and swept it across.

Clang!

Swords went flying.

Yang Chen mocked, "How many years have you trained? Can’t even hold a weapon, aren’t you ashamed?"

The few disciples felt their faces burn, unsure of what to do.

"Everyone, back down!" A strong voice commanded.

Hearing this voice, the disciples of Yiheliu felt a wave of relief.

Their Sect Leader had arrived!

Lintian Lingkong!

Yang Chen’s gaze landed on the sixty-year-old master.

He maintained himself well, not showing his age at all.

"You’re the Sect Leader?" Yang Chen asked.

Lintian Lingkong replied sternly, "Yiheliu, the thirty-sixth Sect Leader, Lintian Lingkong!"

Yang Chen cupped his hands, "No affiliation, Yang Chen!"

"I know you!" Lintian Lingkong said sternly, "The people of the Four Spirits Hall, you killed them, right!"

Yang Chen shrugged, "I dislike killing, but I dislike being killed even more! Striking was a last resort."

"Then what’s your purpose here today? I don’t recall Yiheliu ever offending you!" Lintian Lingkong asked seriously.

Yang Chen grinned, "Once you start fighting, it can’t be stopped, can’t help it!"