"I really don't understand how Lin Yaoyang taught you, brother!" Lin Shangxiu said angrily, beginning to curse up a storm again.
Lin Xin frowned and his hand once again grasped the hilt of his sword at his waist.
He had by now roughly figured out the patterns of the Heaven and Earth's Elemental Energy in the Mortal Realm. Even without utilizing the Sacred Body, he himself possessed significant cultivation.
A mere branch Family Head, not even an Elder, dared to bluster in front of the main family's bloodline.
He had no more patience to deal with the people outside Lin Yaoyang's direct relatives.
"How I teach my brother is none of your business, Family Head Lin Shangxiu."
Suddenly a hand gently pressed down on Lin Xin's palm.
Lin Yaoyang had appeared behind him at some point, her pretty face slightly cold. She wore an odd but strikingly exquisite red and black long dress, with a large red ornament on her back that resembled a cluster of roses.