After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Marry me?"

Lin Ying gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowed to slits, "Young Master Lin, did I hear that right? You're using my brother to blackmail me?"

"Miss, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean that. I just admire Miss Lin, so I came here specifically..."

"Shut up and get out."

Lin Ying's expression turned cold, and she immediately ordered him to leave.

Who did they take her for? Did they think any Tom, Dick, or Harry would dare to try and extort money from her?

The Lin family isn't much in the Northern Region, but she's not without backing. What Dragon Pavilion? That's nothing. Do you really think she can open auction houses all over the Northern Region without any support?

Lin Tian hadn't expected Lin Ying to turn hostile immediately. He forced a smile and said, "Miss Lin, we both share the same surname, so we should be more polite when we speak."

"I told you to get lost, can't you understand human language?" Lin Ying flicked her sleeves, her eyebrows furrowed, and a murderous aura emanated from her.

Wang Qianshan transmitted his voice to Chen Futu: "Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the young master of Mingyue Auction House, so domineering. Kid, you should like this one, right?"

Chen Futu said indifferently, "I don't lack women, and having too many women would slow down my sword-drawing speed."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the little brat is trying to put on airs with me."

Wang Qianshan and Chen Futu were both watching the show from the sidelines.

Lin Ying wasn't an idiot. Although the acupuncture treatment had revived her brother, it was clearly not the right treatment. His condition had actually worsened after waking up, which meant that his life force had been forcibly exhausted. So, the fact that she had refrained from taking action was already exceptionally lenient.

The head of the Lin family sternly reprimanded, "Ying'er, stop fooling around. This young master Lin can treat your brother. You are not allowed to cause any more trouble."

“Father, didn’t you realize that this guy’s real intention was to marry me, not to save people? How could I possibly marry him?”

"For your brother's sake, you should be patient..."

The Lin family head's remarks were shocking.

Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan, the two background characters, were completely dumbfounded. Is this even human language?

Lin Tian was very satisfied with the Lin family head's reply, and gave Lin Ying a crooked smile: "I'm not trying to take advantage of her, I really do have feelings for Miss Lin, and I think..."

"No, you don't want to. Butler, see the guest out."

Lin Ying waved her hand with a murderous look on her pretty face, and the butler immediately came in to ask Lin Tian and his party to leave.

It's clear that Lin Ying's words carry weight within the Lin family.

Seeing that Lin Ying didn't know what was good for her, Lin Tian changed his attitude in a sinister way: "Miss Lin will have to pay the price for her behavior today."

"Then I'll see what price I'll have to pay."

Lin Ying was extremely impatient and raised her hand to slap him.

Lin Tian instinctively tried to block, but was instead slapped so hard that he was sent flying outside the mansion, half of his face nearly smashed.

It should be noted that Lin Tian is currently at the Great Venerable level, while Lin Ying's aura fluctuations seem to be only at the Martial King level. It is simply bizarre that a Martial King could slap a Great Venerable away.

Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan both noticed something strange about Lin Ying the moment she made her move; she had a trump card, at least at the Saintly level.

"Little Master!"

The two old men that Lin Tian brought rushed into the courtyard. When they saw Lin Tian being whipped until his mouth was crooked and his eyes were distorted, they were furious. They said to the helpless Lin family head, "Offending the Dragon King is an unforgivable crime!"

"Your Lin family has already chosen a path to destruction!"

Both were Saint Kings, and in their rage, they unleashed their power to destroy the Lin family.

Wang Qianshan frowned and was about to make a move when Chen Futu said, "Let's watch the show first. This Lin Ying is not simple."

Wang Qianshan thought for a moment before continuing to watch the play with Chen Futu.

"Ying'er, apologize now!" the Lin family head roared.

"Is Father going to side with outsiders?"

"Ying'er, the other party comes from Zhongzhou and has a profound background. Do you want to harm your family?"

"Not everyone from Zhongzhou is a big shot. What Dragon King? I think he's just a little worm."

Lin Ying didn't take Lin Tian seriously at all. The Lin family head was both surprised and furious when he heard this answer, and then took the initiative to apologize, looking like a grandson.

Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan frowned deeply. Regardless of Lin Tian's purpose for this trip, it was inappropriate for Lin Zhan, as the head of the family, to be so subservient to an outsider. In comparison, Lin Ying was more like the head of the family, and her demeanor was far superior to Lin Zhan's.

Seeing Lin Zhan's expression, Lin Tian found a way out. He rubbed his face, stood up, and stared at Lin Ying, "I'm giving you one last chance. Don't be ungrateful, or your Lin family will have no reason to exist!"

When this profound saying was uttered, Chen Futu could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter, which drew the attention of everyone present.

Wang Qianshan asked suspiciously, "What are you laughing at in such a serious setting?"

Chen Futu grinned at the strange Lin Ying and said, "Excuse me, I've thought of something interesting. You guys continue."

Exhausted, Lin Ying faced Lin Tian's gritted teeth once again, "I don't want to waste any more time with you. Leave the Lin family, and I can forgive and forget."

"Alright, then let me see what the Lin family can do."

Lin Tian snapped his fingers, and a group of people appeared out of nowhere, landing in the courtyard and kneeling on one knee before Lin Tian, ​​saying, "Greetings, Dragon King!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Futu nearly burst out laughing.

Yes, that's the taste!

"Hey? Isn't that Old Zhou?"

Wang Qianshan discovered that the leader of the men in black was an elderly man with white hair, who was none other than Zhou Baihe, the former ruler of the Dayu Dynasty.

Therefore, these people are all powerful figures in the imperial city of the Great Yu Dynasty. They are all saints, some are saint kings, and the old king is even a peak great saint, a half-step ancient saint.

Chen Futu was happy to watch a show. Actually, it was good that he came. Ling Xue's revenge hadn't been taken yet, and Lin Tian had delivered himself to his door. As his master, he couldn't refuse to uphold justice for his precious disciple!

"Old King!"

Lin Zhan recognized Zhou Baihe and broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhou Baihe stood up and said, "Lin family, it is your good fortune that the Dragon King has taken a liking to Lin Ying. Do not cause trouble."

"What Dragon King? I told you to get lost! Since you don't know what's good for you, you might as well quit being the king!"

Lin Ying wasn't afraid at all. She waved her sleeve, and a dense horde of powerful figures pressed down on her. This was the foundation of the Bright Moon Auction House, with Saint-level experts, making her feel as if she had nothing.

Zhou Baihe angrily said, "Little girl, do you want to start a war with the dynasty?"

"The Lin family resides in the Dayu Dynasty, and both sides have a mutually beneficial relationship. Originally, we kept to ourselves and didn't interfere with each other. But you insisted on jumping in and meddling. Do you really think I'm easy to bully? And you think you can marry me with something like this? It's laughable!"

Lin Ying's attitude was extremely firm. Lin Tian said in a sinister tone, "Elder Zhou, since she is not convinced, then let her Lin family know what's what. Don't worry, after we go back this time, I will report to my master and help you take another step forward and step into the realm of ancient saints."

"Thank you, Dragon King. Don't worry, I'll capture this little brat and bring her to warm your bed."

Zhou Baihe's aged face locked onto Lin Ying, his expression dark and sinister.