Chapter 202 If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them

"In the martial artist circles, there's a saying,"

"A Grandmaster cannot be insulted; to insult one is to court death!"

The smile on Lin Xiaotian's face vanished, replaced by a sharp, cold glint in his eyes.

"My strength already surpasses that of a Grandmaster. Now you've mobilized an army to find trouble with me, and you call it a 'test'?"

"Today, I will definitely leave you with a memory you won't forget."

"Come on, you want to fight? Bring it on, I'll take anything you've got."

"However, I suggest you consider which hospital to go to and call an ambulance before you make a move."

The bodyguards following Old Wu were growing angry.

Especially the captain of the bodyguards, who refused to believe that such a powerful person truly existed.

He strode forward, not drawing a weapon, but instead pulling out a long saber from his person. The sharp blade glinted menacingly under the sun.

His eyes held a mocking sneer. "You pretentious bastard, I'll see just how capable you really are."

"I'll show you what true strength looks like."

With that, the saber in his hand whistled through the air with unparalleled sharpness, aimed directly at Lin Xiaotian's head.

His speed was astonishing; an ordinary person would have no time to dodge.

His attack resembled a sneak attack.

However, the saber stopped in mid-air, mere centimeters from Lin Xiaotian.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Lin Xiaotian had simply extended two fingers and caught the sharp blade.

His gaze was filled with amusement.

"Is that all?"

"Is this your true strength?"

"In my eyes, you're worse than useless."

As his voice fell, his fingers tightened slightly, and the finely forged steel saber was effortlessly snapped in two by Lin Xiaotian.

He held the sharp, broken piece of the blade between his fingers and lightly drew it forward.

The bodyguard captain's eyes widened abruptly, his pupils contracting violently, replaced by disbelief and shock.

He instinctively reached for his neck.

Blood flowed freely from his neck; he could even feel his carotid artery clearly with his fingers.

His carotid artery hadn't been severed, but other parts of his neck bore gruesome wounds, and blood continued to pour out. He knew he wasn't in mortal danger, a testament to the fact that the other party had held back.

At this moment, he was utterly defeated.

Lin Xiaotian, however, didn't stop there. The sharp blade in his hand moved like a phantom.

His figure became invisible, a mere blur of motion.

The bodyguards by Old Wu's side all collapsed to the ground.

Blood trickled from their necks, and they had fainted, but their wounds were not fatal.

Lin Xiaotian casually flicked the broken piece of the blade in his hand, a playful smile on his face.

"Old Wu, how do you feel?"

"Was this a memorable lesson for you?"

"If I wanted your head, would I have wasted so much breath talking to you?"

"Feel your neck."

Old Wu instinctively touched his neck and was horrified to find a thin line of blood encircling his entire throat.

His mind reeled.

If Lin Xiaotian had struck with full force just now, would his head have been severed?

The moment this question arose in his mind, he received a definitive answer.

If Lin Xiaotian had wanted him dead, it would have been as easy as slaughtering a chicken.

"I apologize. I did doubt you before, but now I am completely certain that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with you. In fact, you were also a victim of their scheme."

"The mastermind is Liu Jing!"

"And a significant reason I am here today is also because of Patriarch Liu."

"He told me to come find you myself and record every word we say, only then would he believe that you didn't kill Wu Jie."

"Patriarch Liu is also involved in this. I didn't know why he feared you, but now I understand: he wanted me to come here and die."

As he said this, Old Wu couldn't help but shiver.

Patriarch Liu's calculations were indeed cunning.

Lin Xiaotian smiled slyly. "Old Liu met me before, and I even blocked his door at the villa district."

"The reason was that Wu Jie was acting up inside. At the very least, I had to let Wu Jie vent his anger, as Liu Jing intended to use him against me."

"This is called 'justice has its source, grievances have their master'."

"Old Liu was beaten by me inside, and he probably doesn't dare to act presumptuously in front of me now, or his head might be lost."

Hearing this, Old Wu's suspicions were further confirmed.

He had been used as a pawn by Patriarch Liu. His own son had told him that Lin Xiaotian was too terrifying and that they should never make an enemy of him.

Yet, he had foolishly fallen into the trap.

"I apologize. It was all my mistake before. A master like you wouldn't stoop to using underhanded tactics against us. If we had truly provoked you, you probably wouldn't even know how you died."

Lin Xiaotian's face broke into a bright smile. "It's good that you understand. I don't bother with you, but that doesn't mean I have no temper."

"You should also be grateful that you encountered me. If you had met my master, that old man, he might have slaughtered you all the moment you appeared. That old man has a rather bad temper."

His words implied that he had a sect behind him.

This was a warning.

Old Wu's pupils constricted slightly. If such a young man like Lin Xiaotian was already this formidable, even terrifying, then how powerful must Lin Xiaotian's master be?

He subconsciously labeled Lin Xiaotian as someone absolutely not to be provoked.

Lin Xiaotian smiled. "Oh, right, there's another matter I haven't told you about. Wu Jie promised me some things before, which he still hasn't delivered."

"Since you say he's missing, have you brought those things?"

"Perhaps Wu Jie is also being hidden by you?"

Hearing this, Old Wu's heart skipped a beat. This matter could easily be misunderstood.

He quickly explained, "It wasn't Wu Jie who asked us to bring these things, but my son."

"My son is Wu Yuxuan. He told me before that you expended a great deal of vital energy treating him, so I brought you several thousand-year-old ginseng roots collected by our family."

"This is also to express our gratitude. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared, you are a benefactor to our Wu family."

His attitude towards Lin Xiaotian had completely changed.

Since they couldn't defeat him, they would join him.

Resisting would only bring disaster upon their family.

He would endure any hardship; this was the way their family operated.