Lin Jia issued an ultimatum to Le Zhili, and his attitude was tough. Even after he broke his face, the group of experts behind him who were in a dilemma all unified their minds and chose to attack the mistress.
The Shangguan family has been doing business for generations. Although they are in the Jianghu, their essence is a clan lineage maintained by blood, which is significantly different from the large and small forces in the Jianghu.
Lin Jia, rather than being said to be a martial arts master trained by Shangguan since childhood, it would be better to use a more appropriate way to describe him, that is, a domestic slave.
This is a special group that only exists under the clan system of aristocratic families. The status of this group of people in the family is quite special. In name, they are just slaves, but their right to speak is sometimes higher than that of some clan members.
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They directly obey the orders of the head of the family or the theoretical heirs of the family. These people are usually trained by the family since childhood, and their ancestors have served this family for three or even several generations.
Lin Jia is the representative figure among this group of people. His surname is Lin.
In principle, there is no problem for Lin Jia to confront Le Zhili this time, because under the aristocratic family system, the father and son Shangguan Shaoqin and Shangguan Beicang are the real talkers in the Shangguan family.
Although everyone usually focuses on Le Zhili, in fact, she, Shangguan's wife, is at least as important as mother and son. As a mistress, her binding force on people like Lin Jia is actually quite low.
The matter involved the friendship between Qingcheng and Shangguan families. Lin Jia could no longer let Le Zhili act recklessly. His words could be said to have completely stiffened the situation. For a moment, it seemed that the smell of gunpowder could be smelled in the air.
Shangguan Beicang was also stunned. Lin Jia in his memory was a person with a gentle temperament, a kind attitude, and a very talkative person. No matter what weird ideas he had when he was a child, the other party would try his best to satisfy him.
Lin Jia's flattery and obedience to Shangguan Beicang made the latter very boring. Compared with Mr. Lin who went along with him in everything, he still felt that he was closer to Wen Chenyang who was always punching him.
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Lin Jia didn't think anything about this. Shangguan Beicang hadn't grown up yet. In a child's world, only what he likes is the best.
When he grows up, he will naturally understand that no outsider can be trusted, and only his own family can be trusted. Everyone has passed through this stage, so Lin Jia doesn't think there is anything wrong.
Even at this moment, Shangguan Beicang wanted to protect his mother, Lin Jia didn't think it was wrong. After all, the young master was just a child, but Le Zhili and Wen Chenyang were different.
"Madam, please hand the person over."
Lin Jia repeated his words again, and the masters behind him moved in tacit agreement, slowly spreading around, forming a faint circle, surrounding Le Zhili and others.
Wen Chenyang's eyes darkened slightly. He turned half of his body, blocking Le Zhili from behind, and said in a solemn voice: "Mr. Lin's move may have gone too far."
"Master Wen!" Lin Jia interrupted the other party and said a little rudely: "I respect you as the family master's best friend, so I am more tolerant to you. I hope you will not push yourself too far. This is Shangguan's family matter."
Wen Chenyang shook his head, but still had no intention of getting out of the way. He said, "I have already said that I will not interfere in the family affairs of my superiors, but what you are doing is indeed against the rules."
"Whether it's in compliance with the rules or not, it's not your turn as an outsider to speak. It seems that today's literary hero is determined to get involved. If so, don't blame me for being rude!"
Lin Jia finally couldn't bear it any longer. As soon as he finished speaking, he took action boldly. He stretched out his right palm, and his five hook-like fingers turned into sharp claws and thrust towards the opponent's chest.
Wen Chenyang never thought that Lin Jia, who had always been good-tempered, would attack so decisively and lost the opportunity. He frowned and tried to dodge, but the clothes on his right arm were still torn off by the opponent and left on his shoulder.
There were five bloody stains.
"Lin Jia! You are brave!" Seeing Wen Chenyang being injured accidentally, Le Zhili's face changed and she scolded sternly.
Lin Jia succeeded in the move, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes. He stared at Wen Chenyang and said, "Sure enough, your injuries are not fully healed yet."
Wen Chenyang's face was as dark as water. He pulled off some of the remaining rags on his right arm and looked at Lin Jia coldly without saying anything, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Although Lin Jia is considered the best among the masters trained by the Shangguan family, there is still a gap compared with veterans like Wen Chenyang.
Lin Jia's move just now was also a deliberate test. The reputation of the Thousand-faced Dharma King is real. Wen Chenyang was seriously injured in that battle. Even if Le Zhili gave him the elixir and ate it like jelly beans every day, he wouldn't have recovered like this.
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As expected, Lin Jia sensed that the opponent's injuries were not fully healed as soon as he made a move, which also made him secretly sigh in relief. If Wen Chenyang was really in his prime, even if they came together, they might not be able to get a good deal.
After all, there is Le Zhili here. This woman's martial arts skills are negligible. What's terrible is that her identity determines that they cannot kill her.
With his hands tied and facing a master like Wen Chenyang, defeat is almost foreseeable.
Fortunately, the opponent was injured, so Lin Jia immediately seized this opportunity. He did not draw his sword to show some mercy, and struck out with both palms to fight with the opponent.
The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in a row. Wen Chenyang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was horribly pale. It was obvious that the old injury had recurred. After all, he also had Lin Jia's concerns, and it was impossible for him to take action against the Shangguan family's full strength.
Le Zhili looked anxious in her eyes, but she was silently blocked by several Shangguan experts. Even if she wanted to save others, she could not do anything.
Of course, this group of people did not dare to disrespect the madam, but Cola Zhili was not a master like Wen Chenyang. A group of them stood in a row and could block the opponent's approach without using any hands.
In the lightning flash, Lin Jia and Wen Chenyang exchanged several more moves. Finally, they each used a palm to strike. The two palms collided, and the turbulent waves overturned most of the furnishings in the courtyard.
Where the palms of the two people faced each other, a dark and unknown vortex was expanding. Lin Jia slowly raised his steps and stepped forward. At the same time, his body moved forward. The palm force in his hand exploded, pushing Wen Chenyang back.
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After taking the first step, Lin Jia used his palm force to force him one after another. In the end, Wen Chenyang's back was pressed against the rockery, unable to retreat.
"Master Wen, let's stop here. No matter what you say today, I will definitely take that brat away." Lin Jia did not finish the matter. He closed part of his palm at the right time.
So Wen Chenyang was able to take a breather. Although he had already revealed his defeat, he still had no intention of giving up: "This matter is quite strange and should not be handled so hastily..."
"...I have already said that our Shangguan family has no control over how the Qingcheng faction behaves."
Lin Jia sighed quietly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Since Daxia Wen insists on arguing with me on the basis of the righteous demons of the world, then it means that we are not conspiring with each other, and I have offended you."
After the words fell, Lin Jia struck out with another palm, and Wen Chenyang also returned the favor, but his palms rang together with extraordinary power. There was a loud explosion, and the rockery behind Wen Chenyang shattered, and his whole body collapsed.