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The crowd was in an uproar as they looked at each other. Some of them knew that something unexpected might happen, so they shook their heads and left. Some of them had an expression like they were waiting for a good show and looked forward to the next step.

"You called us dogs?" A young man with a decent appearance looked at Ling Yun who was standing in front of the War King's Manor's gate. With an ugly expression, he pointed at his own nose. His body trembled in anger, and he gnashed his teeth as he asked.

"Since you are willing to sit together with me, I have no other choice but to take it as you." Ling Yun shrugged indifferently, and laughed.

"You …" The young man looked angry.

"What did you say? Stop barking so loudly, your mom is calling you to go home and eat dinner." Ling Yun curled his lips, hugged his shoulders, and said smilingly while leaning against a Dragon Mark Pillar in front of the door.

"Puhaha!"

Finally, someone couldn't hold it in anymore and let out a strange laugh. It was a hand covering their mouth, but in the end, they still couldn't hold back their laughter.

As for some people, they clearly had a large power backing them up from behind. When they heard this, they began to heartily laugh without a care in the world as they continuously spoke to the green-faced young man.

"Bro, your mom is calling you to go home and eat dinner. Hurry up and go, if you're late, you might get spanked."

"Exactly! Hurry up! "

"You all … Puff.

The youth was so angry that his body trembled, and he almost fainted. In the end, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Ling Yun with resentment.

He knew that he had lost too much face, and he was thrown back into his maternal grandma's home. He, the dignified young hall master of the Profound Wind Hall, had actually been publicly ridiculed like this.

"Uncle Lin, kill him and give him to me. I want him to die without a burial ground!" The youth's face distorted and he lost his reason, then he looked at the green-clothed old man beside him and shouted in rage.

The old man's face revealed a hint of hesitation. Under the young man's ferocious expression, he went silent for a moment before taking a step forward. Boundless Spiritual Energy fluctuations surged out from his body and emitted a powerful pressure.

Although the old man knew that it was a little inappropriate to do so, he remembered the identity and personality of the person before him and knew that if he did not do as he was told, his unreasonable elder brother would definitely not let him off after returning to the Mystic Wind Hall.

He stared coldly at Ling Yun, his face expressionless. He did not sense any fluctuations of Spiritual Qi from this person's body, and there were only three possibilities for such a situation to occur:

The first type was naturally the person's cultivation base far exceeded his. The second type was naturally the spirit artifact or powerful secret art of restraining aura that concealed the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the person.

The last was that the person had never cultivated it at all, so naturally, there would be no Spiritual Qi fluctuations coming from his body.

The young man in front of him looked to be only 15 or 16 years old. Even if one were to talk about cultivation from his mother's womb, it was impossible for his cultivation to surpass his. Thus, he naturally excluded the first possibility.

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes flashed with a cold light. A trash that hadn't cultivated before probably didn't have a high status within the Martial King's Mansion.

In this world where the strong were kings, even if they were killed, the Battle King's Manor would not act against them because of this. After all, behind them was the Mystic Wind Hall, a top-notch power.

One had to blame it on this young man for his sharp tongue and offending the Young Hall Master, resulting in this fatal disaster.

"Since you can't cultivate, then don't stand out. Since you're unwilling to become a mortal, then this old man will send you on your way!" The old man's expression was indifferent, and he did not make a single move. However, spiritual energy whizzed out from within his body and transformed into a huge hand made of spiritual energy. It descended from the sky, wanting to smash that arrogant youth into a pile of meat paste.