Intense Battle

Lin Qi’s voice contained an undoubtable prestige.

Although he was young, he had developed the bearing of someone in a high position.

Lin Wei took a deep breath, not daring to open his mouth again, but his icy cold eyes still stared fixedly on Duan Ling Tian, waiting for a chance to swallow him up.

Duan Ling Tian noticed Lin Wei’s gaze but paid no attention to it.

Lin Wei’s strength was only on par with Li Xiao’s, and as such posed no threat to him.

His gaze fell on Lin Qi.

“If you want a fight, then I’ll give you one!”

Duan Ling Tian smiled to Ke Er and asked her to go wait beside Li Shi Shi before walking out in large strides to confront Lin Qi.

The Lin Clan outer court disciples all moved back a few steps, emptying out a large space.

This was, after all, Aurora City’s biggest trade market, so roadside spectators quickly gathered around.

“I heard that the green-clothed youth is the Lin Clan’s Patriarch’s son, Lin Qi.”