Luoyang Royal City.
The outer gate of Lin Mansion.
"Stop, Lin Mansion is such an important place, no one can come in!" The voice of the guard at the door sounded loudly.
Tang Ming, who was wearing a bamboo hat, slowly raised the jade talisman in his hand, "You don't recognize the jade talisman of the instructor in the Holy Land of Martial Arts, right?"
"Coach Tang Ming, why didn't you tell the Lin Mansion in advance when you came? We could go and greet you."
Countless Lin family veterans came to witness the newly promoted coach.
"Master Coach is in a high position at a young age, and his cultivation is among the best among the younger generation. I wonder if he can get acquainted with Ye Yuntian of our Lin family? What are you doing here?"
This is very interesting. Who doesn’t know that Ye Yuntian is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Martial Arts? As a sect leader, how could he not know him?
But usually only some low-status disciples would come to congratulate him.
Even if the family is given spiritual herbs and resources every year, a royal city guard force is sent here. It is impossible for any coach to come here in person.
If a high-ranking coach comes, it means something big is happening.
"Lin Yao died." Tang Ming said in a cold tone, and then took out his relics.
These words instantly stunned countless elders.
Lin Yao, the genius of the Lin family, who was responsible for the future of the entire Lin family, actually died.
The elders who received the relics were all kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.
"Lin Yao, Lin Yao, why did you leave at such a young age?"
Cries echoed throughout the Lin family's ancestral hall.
But from their crying, Tang Ming didn't feel any discomfort at all, but more of a feeling of joy, as if an obstacle had disappeared from before his eyes.
This feeling brought Tang Ming's mind back to the memory of that day when he severed ties with the Tang family.
On the day when their robes were cut off, the faces of countless elders also looked like this, as if they didn't want to see each other's faces. It was a sign of guilt, uneasiness, and hiding some unknown secrets.
At this moment, Tang Ming's eyes gradually exuded a cold gaze. It was obvious that these people were indeed included in the list given by Fu Santong.
"You elders of the Lin family, don't worry too much. Your annual resources will remain the same until the moment the Holy Son leaves the sect."
After hearing what Tang Ming said, the expressions of the elders who covered their faces and cried bitterly eased slightly.
"Master Coach, you must be tired after coming all the way. Please go to the side hall to rest as soon as possible."
"Okay." Tang Ming nodded, and then followed the servant's guidance and started to go to the side hall.
Halfway through, Tang Ming asked inadvertently: "Has anything big happened in the clan recently?"
After hearing this, the servant looked a little scared, "I'm just a servant of the Lin family. How could I know about this? You'd better not ask."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Tang Ming's lips, "How do you know that I want you, and what do you mean, before I even asked what it was about?"
The servant's face instantly turned pale, and he immediately knelt on the ground, "Sir, I really don't know anything. Please stop asking, I still want to live."
"It seems that I really can't get anything out of your mouth. In that case, please lead the way." After that, he helped him up and continued to the side hall.
But when he went to the side hall, Tang Ming discovered something strange, that is, the people from the Lin family who came forward were basically old men, and not even a young and promising junior showed up.
After arriving at the side hall, Tang Ming pretended to yawn, "I'm sleepy, you go down first."
The servants also felt relieved and left in a hurry.
After sensing that no one was watching, he opened the window and door and immediately went to the eaves of the Lin family, and began to use his spiritual consciousness to detect the whereabouts of Lin's disciples.
It's a pity that no matter how I sense it, I can't sense the existence of any disciples.
"It's strange. Logically speaking, the prosperity of a family depends entirely on the blood of new members, but why can't the Lin family even see a single disciple?"
"Could it be..."
At this moment, a terrible thought came to Tang Ming's mind.
But these are just conjectures and have not been confirmed.
Picking up the list again and looking at the words of the Lin family on it, Tang Ming took a deep breath.
Just when he was at a loss what to do, he heard a familiar voice coming from the door.
"Is there anyone? Ye Yunfan wants to see you."
After looking at the weak figure, the elder of the Lin family asked with a cold face, "Why did you come to the Lin family? Don't forget that your father has been removed from the Lin family's ancestral temple, and you are no longer a disciple of the Lin family."
Ye Yunfan, on the other hand, just said coldly: "Whether I am a disciple of the Lin family or not is not up to you. Besides, I am just here to say goodbye to cousin Lin Yao today. I advise you not to make trouble, otherwise the Lin family will follow the clan." All resources obtained from the door will be recycled."
Once Lin Yao dies, the resources given as a coach will naturally be confiscated.
It was only for Ye Yuntian's sake that he continued to distribute the money. If the young ancestor was angered and he complained, with the Son's temper, it would really be possible to cut off the supply of this resource.
Seeing this, the elder of the Lin family also winked at the guard.
"Let him in."
Ye Yunfan immediately walked to Lin's ancestral hall and placed a stick of incense in front of Lin Yao's spiritual tablet.
Looking at the empty appearance of the ancestral hall, he couldn't help but frown, "Where are the other Lin disciples? Where have Lin Miao and Lin Yan gone? As good brothers of Lin Yao's cousin, shouldn't they come here to worship?"
After hearing this, the Lin clan leader came over and said, "It turns out that Yun Fan is back. Your two cousins have gone out to practice and may not be able to come back during this time."
"What about the rest? Can't all the disciples go out to practice?" Ye Yunfan asked with a frown.
When he came to the Lin family in the past, there were disciples of the same age who told him about the interesting things that had happened in the royal city recently, but today it seemed particularly deserted, and he had not even met a disciple of the same age.
Seeing this, the head of the Lin clan looked a little panicked, and then hurriedly explained: "We have given all the disciples a holiday today, and these children have all gone out to play."
"What about Lin Min'er? Her knees have been inconvenient since she was a child. She can only sit in a wheelchair, and she never leaves the Lin family. It's impossible for her to go out to play, right?" Ye Yunfan asked coldly.
At this moment, the air in the ancestral hall suddenly became cold, and the Lin clan leader slowly said: "Your intuition is as sensitive as your dead father. It seems that you can't keep him."
"Come on, keep him here completely!"
After the words fell, several figures slowly surrounded the door of the ancestral hall.
"Crack!"
The heavy door closed instantly.
The only remaining light was extinguished instantly with the wind of closing the door.
Looking at the Lin clan chiefs who had changed their faces in front of him, Ye Yunfan's expression changed slightly.
"This time, it's really a sheep in the tiger's mouth..."
"Do it!" Following the order, the guard's figure immediately pounced on Ye Yunfan.
