Chapter 392: Father’s Revenge
"presumptuous."
"You bastard, how dare you speak to the Supreme Elder like this."
"Being rude to the Supreme Elder shall be punished..."
All the Iron Sword Masters present were furious. Lin Meier dared to collide with Zu Jian. This made them even more angry than insulting themselves.
Immediately, many people wanted to kill Lin Meier.
"Shut up, everyone."
Lin Mu was really angry at these old things and immediately shouted coldly.
As soon as the words were spoken, the scene became silent for a moment.
"What a stubborn girl. But in the past, Sword Ancestor and I loved conquering stubborn people the most. The more stubborn and unruly you are, the more interesting it is to conquer them."
Then, Lin Mu chuckled, like an evil lord, "I have decided, it will be this little girl."
"The Supreme Elder is really different."
"Then, the Supreme Elder exists, how can he be as big-hearted as us?"
The Supreme Elder had already made up his mind. Naturally, the Iron Sword Elders did not dare to object. The conversation changed and all the words of reprimand turned into agreement.
In this way, Lin Mu left the station with Feng Guang and Lin Meier, who was forcibly escorted away by Feng Guang.
It wasn't until he was completely far away from the Tie Jian Dao station that Lin Mu said apologetically: "Sister Mei'er."
Lin Meier's body trembled, and a glimmer of light appeared in her dull eyes.
"Just now at the Iron Sword Road station, Uncle Feng and I didn't dare to reveal our flaws, so we could only hide it from you for the time being."
Lin Mu continued, "But I am still me, not some ancestral sword."
Suddenly, Lin Meier's eyes regained some clarity, but they were still full of doubts.
"Mei'er, Lin Mu is right. I had no choice but to do it just now. I hope you don't blame me."
Feng Guang also said quickly.
The more he taught Lin Meier, the more he discovered that Lin Meier was very talented in swordsmanship.
Usually, between him and Lin Mei'er, he, the master, was always groveling, while Lin Mei'er was like a little princess.
How dare he offend Lin Meier.
"real?"
Blood appeared on Lin Meier's face, but she still couldn't believe it, "How can I be sure that this is not a lie you deliberately made up to get me to cooperate?"
Her understanding of Zu Jian is not as deep as Feng Guang's.
Feng Guang was convinced that it was impossible and unnecessary for Zu Jian to deceive him, but Lin Meier didn't think so.
"It's very simple, Sister Mei'er, if you ask any question from your childhood, I will definitely be able to answer it."
Lin Mu said, "For example, when I was five years old, I snatched candy from you, ran into your room to play pranks, and hid loaches in your quilt..."
When he was young, before his father Lin Nan disappeared, Lin Mu had a cheerful and mischievous personality.
"Shut up."
At this moment, Lin Meier's eyes were completely bright.
Hearing Lin Mu tell the embarrassing story of his childhood, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and scolded.
"Sister Meier, do you believe it now?"
Lin Mu said with a smile.
Lin Meier indeed believed that the person in front of her was Lin Mu, not some ancestral sword.
Even if Zu Jian had Lin Mu's memory, it would be impossible for him to say it so naturally.
But deep in her dark eyes, there was still a flash of anger and cunning.
How dare these two bastards join forces to deceive her.
Thinking about it, she snorted coldly: "Huh, I heard that after the body is taken, the person who takes the body will accept the memory of the furnace tripod during his lifetime. This still doesn't prove anything."
"Sister Mei'er, what do you want to do?"
The smile on Lin Mu's face suddenly turned into helplessness.
Feng Guang's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
Over the past year, he has become too familiar with how naughty this female apprentice is, she is simply a female devil.
"Unless you let me kick your butt a few times, only in this way can you prove that you are Lin Mu and really treat me as your cousin."
Sure enough, Lin Meier quickly sneered.
"That's not the case..."
Lin Mu said with a grimace.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Meier's little foot kicked over and hit him in the butt.
Lin Mu did not dare to use his true energy for fear of hurting Lin Meier, so she was immediately kicked away.
Bang bang bang...
Next, Lin Meier kicked Lin Mu harder and harder, kicking Lin Mu's butt dozens of times, not just a few times.
Immediately, Feng Guang did not escape his bad luck and was kicked down by her as well.
What was even worse than Lin Mu was that after being kicked dozens of times, he was kicked into the river by Lin Meier and turned into a veritable drowned rat. After Lin Meier vented her anger, the three of them sat by the river and started talking seriously.
All three inquired about each other's circumstances.
Feng Guang and Lin Meier were shocked to learn that Lin Mu was already a martial artist and had killed a great martial artist.
When Lin Mu learned that Lin Meier was already a Dzogchen warrior and was about to become a martial artist, he was equally surprised.
It seemed that Lin Meier made the right decision when she followed Feng Guang.
Lin Meier has such a powerful talent in swordsmanship.
"Uncle Feng."
After getting to know each other, Lin Mu suddenly looked solemn, "Back in Xichuan City, because the Qiao family incident happened suddenly, I always had the opportunity to talk to you. Now I want to ask, do you know the whereabouts of my father?"
The atmosphere suddenly became silent and dull.
"Your father..."
Feng Guang let out a long sigh, "To be honest, I, Feng Guang, rarely admire people in my life, but I am truly convinced of your father..."
Slowly, Lin Mu learned a lot about Lin Nan's unknown deeds.
When he was young, Lin Nan and many young warriors were not limited to Xichuan City and traveled all over the mainland.
Lin Nan's talent was so strong that at the age of fifteen, he was valued by the Hidden Taixuan Sect of Wuliang Mountain and accepted as an outer disciple.
Lin Nan lived up to Tai Xuan Zong's high expectations and soon became an inner disciple, a core disciple.
By the age of thirty, he had become a peak martial artist and was expected to compete as a true disciple.
Even so, Lin Nan didn't have any arrogance and was gentle and warm to others.
It was under this circumstance that Lin Nan met Feng Guang, who was of ordinary talent, and the two became close friends.
Also considered a close friend by the two of them was another outstanding disciple of Taixuan Zong, Jiang Yulou.
"Jiang Yulou is also a core disciple of Taixuan Sect and a candidate for the true inheritance. From this aspect, he is a competitor with your father."
Feng Guang said slowly, "But your father didn't mind. He believes that communication between people lies in heart-to-heart communication, not status."
"I initially advised your father to be wary of Jiang Yulou."
"However, Jiang Yulou behaved so well that later on, I let my guard down and thought he was an upright person like your father."
"I never thought that all this was just him acting."
"I didn't know his true face until one day seven years ago, but it was too late."
"What happened that day?"
Lin Mu said nervously.
He remembered that one day seven years ago, his father suddenly returned to the Lin Mansion and never went out again for several years.
In the years that followed, my father was always very decadent.
"That day, Luo Junyu, the saint of Liuli Sect, came to Wuliang Sect as a guest."
"Your father didn't care about this at first. He was drinking with me outside. He didn't go back until Jiang Yulou sent a message asking your father to return to the clan."
"I didn't think much about it at the time, but I didn't expect that your father's departure would be the beginning of a vicious plan."
Feng Guang's voice also turned cold.
"Jiang Yulou took the unsuspecting Brother Lin to the residence of the Glazed Saint Luo Junyu, only to find that Luo Junyu was standing naked inside."
"After that, Jiang Yulou showed a ferocious and ugly face, slandering your father that he wanted to rape Luo Junyu, but he happened to see it, and Luo Junyu always remained silent about this."
