In the pine forest southeast of the small pond, a secluded courtyard lay hidden within.
At this moment, the courtyard gate had collapsed, reduced to mere ruins.
On the flat ground outside the ruins, shadows flickered—nearly ten figures, both men and women.
All of these people were disciples of the Outer Prince Hall, and the one leading them was none other than Lin Zhidong, ranked sixth among the current top ten Outer Sect disciples!
"Lin Xiaoyun, get out here!"
Lin Zhidong tore through the courtyard gate with a claw force, roaring fiercely into the courtyard.
Squeak!
The door opened, and Lin Xiaoyun walked out.
His left sleeve hung empty, and his face, pale as paper, betrayed the toll of heavy blood loss.
"What do you want?"
Lin Xiaoyun ignored the collapsed walls of the courtyard, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.
