Chapter 912 A Field of Golden Flames

In his eyes, a cold glint flickered, just like two sharp blades, giving Lin Xuan the sense that his neck was about to be severed.

Lin Yi was truly filled with the intent to kill.

"How about it, Lin Xuan? We of the Lin Family are not so easily bullied." Lin Xuan'er watched Lin Xuan with a cold gaze, "Aren't you going to get lost from the Lin Family?"

"Xuan'er, after all, he is your brother. How can you speak to him in such a tone?" Lin Yi frowned and said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan'er's pretty face instantly soured.

"Brother Lin Yi, what do you mean by that? Am I not even qualified to scold someone?" Lin Xuan'er's voice betrayed a sense of grievance.

"Xuan'er, step outside for now," Lin Yi said to Lin Xuan'er in a soft voice.

Hearing this, Lin Xuan'er bit her lower lip, then turned and left the room.

"Lin Xuan, do you hate me that much? Hate that I gave the inheritance from the Fiendish Demon Valley to Lin Xuan?" Lin Yi stared at Lin Xuan and spoke with a grave tone.