many.

"Master Lin, is he a disciple of the eight overlord-level forces?"

"no."

"The core disciple of a quasi-overlord-level force?"

"no."

"Is there Mr. Lin's name on the Longyun List?" The middle-aged man in purple clothes showed a slight smile on his face and continued to ask without leaving any trace.

Lin Yun put the sword box aside and leaned on the chair, holding a teacup with an indifferent expression and shaking his head.

"Then can you please tell me where you came from and what is the purpose of coming to my Miting Castle? I am very curious. You are neither a disciple of an overlord-level force nor a core disciple of a quasi-overlord-level force. You are not on the Long Yun Ranking."

Without your name, how can you kill a lightning bull with one punch?"

The smile of the middle-aged man in purple suddenly faded, and a cold gaze burst out from his eyes, falling on Lin Yun.

brush!

The eight masters of the Yangxuan Realm standing behind him raised their heads at the same time, their eyes like lightning and cold edges also fell on Lin Yun.

Lin Yun glanced casually, and the other people in the lobby looked at him in a rather unkind way.

The atmosphere suddenly became quite strange, and the little girl Leng Xiangyun was so frightened that she could not speak.

How unstable is this place?

He casually settled down, but the wind was so noisy that Lin Yun put down his tea cup, said no comment and stood up to leave.

"You'd better not leave and sit down honestly!"

The middle-aged man in purple shouted coldly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the eight masters standing behind him jumped into the air and charged at Lin Yun at the same time.
Chapter completed!