Inverse Sword Mad God

A few disciples of the Murong Family were furious, exuding a terrifying aura.

Although they were just doorman-level disciples, they were still disciples of the Murong Family, members of a King Family!

And now, an unidentified young man dared to threaten them, this was indeed a heinous crime.

In their view, Lin Xuan's actions were unforgivable.

"How dare you, what do you intend to do, are you trying to rebel?" That woman shrieked sharply.

"Kid, if you're looking for trouble, you've come to the wrong place, this is not a place where you can act recklessly!" That young man also snorted coldly, hurry and leave, otherwise don't blame us for being impolite!

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan had a dismissive smirk. This group of guys was indeed accustomed to being arrogant and conceited. He hadn't done much yet, but the other party had already slapped him with a big label of looking for trouble and provoking!

A bunch of disciples from the Murong Family were aggressive, completely ignoring Lin Xuan.

The Dark Red Divine Dragon was instantly displeased: "What attitude do you all have, it's you who invited me, and now you show this kind of attitude."

"What, do you look down on people with dog eyes?"

"A bunch of dog lackeys, if it weren't for the matter with the Murong girl's family, the emperor wouldn't have come even if you invited me."

Upon hearing this, all the martial artists around were stunned. They couldn't believe someone dared to provoke the Murong Family.

And it was on the Murong Family's territory.

"What background does this boy have, daring to be unafraid of the Murong Family?"

"Who knows, look at him, just a snake by his side, no servants, and his clothes are nothing special, surely not a disciple from any great family, maybe just a foolish kid."

A group of people discussed, all believing Lin Xuan was doomed.

And those few disciples from the Murong Family were trembling with anger.

"Kid, how dare you speak wildly and even threaten us, I think you don't know how to spell the word 'death'."

Their faces twisted viciously, clearly wanting to make a move.

They wore sneers on their faces, emanating a powerful aura, forming a circle to surround Lin Xuan.

However, Lin Xuan remained fearless. Although those people across him appeared strong and domineering, posing no threat to him.

The tension between the two sides was palpable, about to erupt, when suddenly a delicate voice rang from afar.

"Stop!"

Upon hearing this voice, Lin Xuan felt slightly cold, and the expressions of those few disciples from the Murong Family changed, abruptly halting their steps.

The surrounding crowd was also puzzled, they didn't expect someone to intervene at this moment, but judging by the looks of the Murong Family disciples, the person arriving must be significant.

Sure enough, a ray of rosy light appeared, rapidly approaching from the distance, revealing a figure in front of everyone.

This was a beautiful woman, dressed in a goose-yellow long dress, with a cute and pretty appearance. However, there was a hint of anger on her face at this moment.

"Sister Ling'er!"

Several disciples of the Murong Family respectfully shouted.

And Lin Xuan also raised a smile: "So it's you."

The person was none other than Ling'er, the little girl beside Murong Qingcheng.

Ling'er stood with her hands on her hips and said coquettishly, "This is Mr. Lin, Lin Xuan, a guest invited by Miss. How dare you block his way? Quickly step back."

"Invited by Miss!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Murong Family trembled, a touch of shock appearing in their eyes.

At the same time, they felt incredibly fearful and regretted it deeply. They hadn't expected that the young man in front of them was actually a guest invited by Miss.

"Mr. Lin, we didn't know your identity, please forgive us," several disciples of the Murong Family said.

"It's nothing,"

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly. After all, they were disciples of the Murong Family, and today was Elder Murong's birthday feast, so he wouldn't fail to show face over such a trivial matter.

Moreover, the other party had apologized, and they seemed quite frightened, probably not daring to trouble him in the future.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me," Ling'er made a gesture of invitation to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan nodded slightly and followed Ling'er inside.

After Lin Xuan left, a few disciples of the Murong Family finally breathed a sigh of relief, showing a face full of lingering fear.

It was really too dangerous earlier, if the other party had been unreasonable and escalated the matter to Miss, they would surely have been punished.

Luckily, they were safe now.

Nonetheless, they've decided never to provoke him again.

The surrounding crowd was even more astonished, the outcome was completely different from what they had imagined.

Originally, they thought that young man would be thrown out by the Murong Family disciples and taught a good lesson, but unexpectedly, someone had respectfully invited him in.

Moreover, the Miss mentioned by Ling'er caught even more of their interest.

To make these disciples of the Murong Family so fearful, surely her identity must be extraordinary.

However, they didn't think it was Murong Qingcheng, since there were quite a few core disciples from the Murong Family arriving this time.

Also, they couldn't imagine Lin Xuan being related to Murong Qingcheng.

If they knew, they would be utterly shocked.

Lin Xuan followed Ling'er towards the pavilions and towers ahead.

"What methods did you use to deceive Miss into inviting you?" Ling'er said viciously.

"I warn you, don't make any moves on my Miss, or you'll be sorry!"

Evidently, the little girl had come under the orders of Murong Qingcheng, but she herself had no favorable impression of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan smiled wryly and touched his nose without answering, at this time, anything he said would be wrong.

So, it was better not to say anything.

Ahead, it became lively again, many martial artists were coming and going, and their status and bearing were far beyond those on the outskirts.

"Hmph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort passed, filled with intense hostility.

Lin Xuan turned his head slightly, revealing a cold smile.

Because, not far away, Liu Qiang was glaring at him with hatred, the killing aura in his eyes almost tangible.

But Lin Xuan didn't mind, as he knew the other party didn't dare to make a move.

Sure enough, Liu Qiang just glared at him and made no movement.

"You're quite troublesome, just arrived and already making enemies?" Ling'er frowned.

"Nothing much, an old rival, but now I will not stoop to his level," Lin Xuan said calmly.

Indeed, in the past, Lin Xuan would have regarded Liu Qiang as an opponent, but after this period of tempering, his strength and foresight had greatly improved.

Someone like Liu Qiang, he no longer found worthy.

"I warn you, don't be careless, while Liu Qiang is nothing, his family should not be underestimated." Ling'er thought for a moment and still felt the need to remind him.

"Oh? What's special about it?" Lin Xuan asked, realizing he truly didn't know this part.

"He's one of Young Master Ling Feng's people," Ling'er said, "and not an ordinary one."

"Young Master Ling Feng commands eight great families, and their power is formidable, and Liu Qiang is among them."