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Xintang Lee became somewhat uneasy when Lin Yun questioned him this way.

Zhu Haoran didn't know about him injuring Yan Dashan last time.

Seeing the other side's attitude, it seemed that he would bring up the matter.

However, Xintang Lee promptly remembered the excuse he had prepared and calmed down.

"Some time ago, I indeed visited Master Yan, but whether you're his disciple isn't clear. So stop calling him master..." Thinking this, Lee Xintang nodded and said.

"So, you're the one who injured my master?" Lin Yun quietly said.

"What?"

"Xintang senior brother injured his master... Master Yan?"

"What's happening?"

Some disciples of the Seven Injuries Sect were all surprised.

"Hmm?"

Zhang Haoran also raised his eyebrows. Your next read is at empire

It seems that Lin Yun's relationship with the Seven Injuries Sect was quite complex.

"Xintang? What exactly happened?" Zhu Haoran frowned at Xintang Lee and asked with a heavy voice.

"At that time, I only sparred a little with Master Yan. He wanted to test my martial arts skills. Before I left, Master Yan was fine. The notion that I injured Master Yan, where does such an idea come from? What is your relationship with Master Yan and why are you distorting the truth?" Xintang Lee frowned.

With one sentence, he made Lin Yun into a culprit who distorts the truth.

"Testing martial arts skills? Distorting the truth?" Lin Yun gave a cold smile.

Even though, at the time, his master didn't tell him the details of the event, having lived with his master for over a decade, he had a deep understanding of his master's character. Unless absolutely necessary, his master would never initiate a test of another's martial arts skills.

Just like later on, when his master was forced to compete with Wang Jie due to verbal pressure and had to do so while injured.

The most important point was, when this man spoke, his lie detector indicated that the man was lying.

"How truthful you are in your words, only you know. I'm not wasting words with you, let's fight and then this matter will be over," Lin Yun shook his head and said.

"Fight with you?" Xintang Lee's eyes flickered as he responded with a question.

It's common in the martial world for a disciple to seek justice after his master is injured. Xintang Lee had not expected to encounter such an incident that day.

However, he was very satisfied at this moment.

From what Zhu Haoran had said earlier, it was clear he had only learned basic boxing and had broken through to mid Mingjin Stage at eighteen... now, judging by his age, he should still be at the mid Mingjin Stage.

Such strength was decent among ordinary people, but for Li Xintang at the late Mingjin Stage, it was hardly worth mentioning.

At the worst, even if the other party was already at late Mingjin Stage, so what?

Someone at the late Mingjin Stage who only knew basic boxing?

Ha-ha.

It was simply a match served on a silver platter.

Therefore, he was certain of victory.

As long as he inflicted a serious injury on the other party, preferably damaging his dantian... His martial uncle wouldn't be able to accept him as a disciple, even if he wanted to.

As for the matter with Yan Dashan.

If he stuck to his story, who could say anything?

Based on his analysis, Yan Dashan's character wasn't likely to refute his accusations.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the Seven Injuries Sect voluntarily all those years ago, he wouldn't have stayed away from the Seven Injuries Sect these recent days, and he wouldn't have failed to mention this matter in his letter.

"What's your name?" Zhu Haoran slightly furrowed his brows and looked at Lin Yun, asking.

"Lin Yi." Lin Yun looked at Zhu Haoran and replied with his alias.

Since the other party did not know his name, Master must not have mentioned his name in the letter. It was convenient to use the alias he currently had.

"Lin Yi, did you participate in the preliminary competition of the New Talent Competition of this martial arts convention?" Zhu Haoran pondered and asked.

"Yes." Lin Yun nodded.

"Since both you and Xintang are not outsiders and are participants in this martial arts convention's New Talent Competition, it's probably not good for you to fight right now. Moreover, this martial arts convention forbids fights outside the arena.

The matter between Xintang and Master Yan may be a misunderstanding, so how about I investigate this matter thoroughly before making a decision?" Zhu Haoran thought before saying.

"Befor—" just as Lin Yun was about to say something.

"Alright, everyone disperse. I'm going to talk to Lin Yi for a bit. Xintang, wait in your room. I have some questions for you later." Zhu Haoran looked at the entire group of the Seven Injuries Sect and said.

"Yes, martial uncle."

"Yes, grand martial uncle."

The disciples of the Seven Injuries Sect all responded respectfully.

The expression on Xingui Lee's face changed again and again, but in the end, he agreed and departed.

He felt somewhat unwilling at heart.

A moment ago, he was about to say that at this martial arts conference, not only could competitors spar on the ordinary stage, but they also had the option of the Life and Death stage.

Many martial arts practitioners had gathered here, some of whom were sworn enemies with conflicts that couldn't be resolved. Some grudges that the rules of the gathering failed to restrain led to the establishment of several Life and Death Stages.

If there were irreconcilable grudges, as long as both parties agreed, they could duel on the Life and Death Stage.

Once you stepped onto the Life and Death Stage, you bore the consequences of life and death.

However, after some thought, he chose not to say this.

On one hand, he was afraid that his words would anger Zhu Haoran.

On the other hand, he was also worried about the situation Zhu Haoran was talking about. He was currently participating in the martial arts conference's rookie contest, which was not an ideal moment to participate in such a duel.

If someone knew his strength and dared to challenge him, that person was either confident or simply foolish.

Regardless of the situation, he had to be cautious about fighting such a person.

In the following three days marking the battle of his fame, he had to maintain his strength and couldn't afford any mishaps.

With these thoughts, he left.

Witnessing this, Lin Yun furrowed his brows but didn't say anything.

Since he knew who the man was and where he was staying, he was in no hurry to act.

Just as Zhu Haoran had said, they were in the middle of the martial arts conference and it was prohibited to fight.

The most crucial point was that while the man had severely wounded his teacher, it was not completely the man's fault. Wang Jie, who came after, was the main cause of the injuries.

Therefore, although this was a significant feud, it wasn't a matter of life and death.

Now, a Martial Uncle who was on good terms with his teacher had spoken up, and he had to give face.

Under Zhu Haoran's guidance, the group moved in another direction.

"Lin Yi, I'm sorry for my thoughtlessness, which caused Yan Dashan to be upset," Zhu apologized on the way.

Lin Yun raised an eyebrow. Did Zhu Haoran realize that Brother Xintang was problematic?

"Xintang joined the Seven Injuries Sect and started his martial arts training at the age of ten. I practically watched him grow up, so I know his character. But I never expected he would actually attack Yan." Zhu brought up the matter again after a pause, sighing.

"I can understand why you fought with Xintang, but Xintang has been in the Late Mingjin stage for quite some time now. If you fight him, you might be at a disadvantage. I cannot allow Yan to suffer and then subject you to the same." Then, Zhu continued.

"After the martial arts conference, I will find a way to resolve this matter. Also, my previous offer still stands. You are welcome to consider me as your mentor." Zhu looked at Lin Yun and suggested.

"What use is a teacher who can't stand up for his disciple?" Zhang Haoran, who had been beside Lin Yun, shook his head and spoke up.

"Brother Lin Yi, if you wish to take a mentor, you could consider my father. It would definitely be better than taking him as your mentor. What do you think?" Then Zhang Haoran looked at Lin Yun, his eyes gleaming passionately.

He was well aware of how strong Lin Yi's martial arts talents were. Though his father was a grandmaster of martial arts and did not casually take on disciples, he was confident he could convince his father to take Lin Yi as a student.

If Lin Yi became his father's disciple, his father would indeed gain immensely.

"And you are?" Zhu Haoran looked at Zhang Haoran with a slight frown.

"Zhang Haoran from the Zhang family in Su City, my father is Zhang Wentian." Zhang Haoran replied casually.

"The Zhang family of Su City, Zhang Wentian? Your father is Grandmaster Zhang from Su City? " Zhu Haoran looked slightly shocked at this revelation.

Even though he had just reached the peak of Dark Strength and was seemingly just one step away from Huajin, this one step had halted numerous formidable martial artists at this stage.

Furthermore, he had just reached the peak of Dark Strength. His strength, status, and influence were still far behind those of the Huajin grandmaster.

"Yes," Zhang Haoran answered with a hint of pride in his tone.

"I did not expect that the young brother is the son of Grandmaster Zhang. Is it true that you could convince Grandmaster Zhang to accept Lin Yi as his disciple?" Zhu Haoran inquired, a hint of respect in his words.

Having met Zhang Wentian before, Zhu Haoran recognized the resemblance between father and son. On top of that, he had also noticed the two seemingly ordinary followers accompanying Lin Yi and Zhang Haoran.

Once he paid attention, he immediately noticed that these two individuals possessed fairly high levels of power, at the very least they were at the Dark Strength level. Initially, he had assumed them to be followers of Zhang Haoran, reaffirming Zhang Haoran's identity.

"As long as Brother Lin Yi agrees, it won't be a problem at my father's end," Zhang Haoran looked at Lin Yun and replied with a smile.

"I've always been carefree, and I'm not planning on seeking a mentor anytime soon, I hope you can understand," Lin Yun responded with a slight smile.

Zhu Haoran was taken aback. Even the prospect of apprenticing under a martial arts grandmaster wasn't enough to impress Lin Yun?

Zhu Haoran soon laughed bitterly in his heart.

While a martial arts grandmaster wasn't impressive enough for Lin Yun, Zhu Haoran, who was only at the peak stage of Dark Strength, stood no chance at all.

Zhang Haoran also sighed internally.

He knew it wouldn't be that easy. Lin Yi must already have a mentor, otherwise, how could such powerful individuals be accompanying him? However, he didn't harbor high expectations in the first place. Therefore, when Lin Yun declined, he wasn't too disappointed.

Soon, Zhu Haoran led Lin Yun and his party to a private room. Zhu Haoran invited Lin Yun to enter with him.

"I have two bottles of medicinal wine here. You can take one bottle to your teacher, and keep the other bottle for yourself. This wine should greatly benefit your current martial arts status," Zhu Haoran said, taking out two bottles of wine from a cupboard and handing them to Lin Yun.

While speaking, he also took out a piece of cloth and carefully wrapped the two bottles of wine. This was the martial arts conference after all, with many martial artists present. These two bottles of wine were extremely precious, so, in case somebody recognized the packaging, it would be best to avoid any unnecessary attention.

"Is this... Qingyun Supreme?" Lin Yun looked at the two bottles of wine and was slightly surprised.

These two bottles of wine were indeed the Qingyun Supreme, which he sold at the Qingyun Hotel and Qingyun Restaurant.