The interior of the mansion was even more resplendent, like a dreamlike world. Inside the brightly lit hall, a group of well-dressed young n and won gathered. They ford a circle, occasionally bursting into cheers and sighs of regret. It turned out they were watching an exciting duel.
Thunderstorm stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the hall doorway several ters away from the open space. His gaze was deep and indifferent, as if he didn’t care about anything around him. Even the shocked and extrely dissatisfied shouts coming from inside the hall seed unable to touch his heartstrings.
"Absolutely not! Letting a stranger represent our Ling Yue Clan, if this were to get out, wouldn’t it make us a laughingstock?" A deep, rough voice exploded like thunder, breaking the previously harmonious atmosphere.
Luo Chen followed the voice and saw a burly, rugged-looking middle-aged man glaring angrily. It was obvious he was strongly opposed to this proposal. Beside him, a man with a broad stature, dressed in green divine attire, also said gravely, "Third Brother is right, Father, please reconsider this matter." His tone was solemn and firm, clearly standing on the opposing side.
Carefree ng Lan imdiately defended in a charming voice, "Dad, Grandpa has already thought it over, and it’s absolutely fine. Although Brother Luo Chen is not from our family, his strength and talent are top-notch. Letting him represent our Ling Yue Clan in battle will definitely bring us honor." Her words were filled with trust and anticipation for Luo Chen.
"Absurd! Since when did you learn to act so recklessly, child?" The man frowned with thick brows, staring sternly at Carefree ng Lan, his words revealing a steadfast commitnt to family honor and a reproach for his daughter.
Carefree ng Lan, facing her father’s reprimand, did not back down. She was confident in her choice, "Dad, Luo Chen is a brother I just recognized. His strength surpasses many in the family by a degree. If you don’t believe , you can let them have a contest to see his true strength."
Ling Yue Ming, the Clan Leader of the Ling Yue Clan, turned his sharp gaze to Luo Chen beside Carefree ng Lan. He wore a slight sneer on his face, clearly not believing his daughter’s words, "You say he’s stronger than many in the family, I don’t believe it." He shook his head, expressing doubt about Luo Chen’s strength.
However, Carefree ng Lan was not discouraged. She smiled confidently, "I said, if you don’t believe, you can let them have a contest." Her gaze was firm, clearly having great confidence in Luo Chen’s strength.
At this mont, sitting calmly at the center of the hall, Su Lan Ai Rain was sipping her red tea, as if this dispute had nothing to do with her. Her gaze occasionally flickered towards Luo Chen, a mysterious gleam flashing in her eyes.
"Very well!" The robust man with a deep, rough voice, clad in divine green attire, exuded a powerful aura. He was the third elder of the Ling Yue Clan, Ling Yue Tie Xin. His eyes were bright and spirited, but his face showed slight displeasure, obviously dissatisfied with Carefree ng Lan’s proposal, "Since the niece insists on letting him make a fool of himself, then I’ll humor you all."
As his words concluded, a young boy burst into the hall from outside like a flash of light. His body was flashing with crackling white light, displaying remarkable strength. The boy had a fierce appearance, with a slanting scar on his left cheek adding a nacing touch. He was Ling Yue Tie Xin’s son, Ling Yuegun’Er.
Ling Yuegun’Er, upon entering the hall, imdiately sensed the tense atmosphere. He glanced at Luo Chen, a sneer appearing on his face, "Oh? So this is the so-called strong one? Doesn’t seem that impressive to ."
Luo Chen looked at Ling Yuegun’Er expressionlessly, but was secretly vigilant. He knew that the upcoming battle would be a true test of his strength.
"Gun’Er, do not underestimate your opponent." Ling Yue Tie Xin solemnly reminded, "Although this person is not from our family, since ng Lan praises him so highly, he must have sothing extraordinary. You must give it your all and not disgrace our Ling Yue Clan."
"Yes, Father!" Ling Yuegun’Er restrained his smile, his expression growing serious. He slowly walked up to Luo Chen, his eyes revealing a fighting spirit, "Co, let see how strong you really are."
With Ling Yuegun’Er’s words, the atmosphere in the hall tensed up abruptly. Everyone’s gaze focused on the two, anticipating a thrilling confrontation.
Luo Chen took a deep breath and slowly stepped out from the crowd. His gaze was firm and sharp, as if he was fully prepared to face the challenge, "Please enlighten ."
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