Chapter Eighty-Four: Once the Mountain Crumbles

family wouldn't want to.Overall, the postwar benefit division didn't reach the best outcome because of Zheng Xuan's interference, but it still yielded huge gains; there is no need to be too dishearten..."Spread the word, throughout Wangjiang City, seek out those with powerful meridian realms! Whoever can kill this fiend, my Lin clan will reward them with two Dao Origin Stones!" A middle-aged man pushed his way to the front of the crowd and roared.

This man was the father of brothers Lin Zhengren and Lin Zhengli, Lin Duanheng. Naturally, he held a prominent position in the Lin family.

But the fact that he was passed over for the position of clan head and it went directly to Lin Zhengli instead speaks volumes about his lack of ability.

So, when he spoke, he took out two Dao Yuan Stones and shut his mouth. Everyone's eyes turned to Old Master Lin as he asked all the masters of the Youmai realm throughout the city to come.

There is no such authority for that person.

“Enough,” Mr. Lin said in a calm voice. “Go bring Lin Zhenglun over.”

"Father, you're being foolish!" Lin Duanheng exclaimed. "Although Lin Zhenglun is insignificant, he represents the face of our Lin family! How can we hand him over to outsiders"

To begin with, just judging by his words alone, he is unqualified. He publicly contradicted Mr. Lin, calling him confused. At best, it was a lack of propriety; at worst, it was a challenge to the authority of the clan leader. Furthermore, whether or not Lin Zhenglun is worthy of mention is something that should not be declared openly in public Isn't he afraid of chilling people's hearts

Old Master Lin tapped his cane on the ground and raised his voice: "You insist on making this a city-wide scandal, as if it would bring shame to the Lin family"

Lin Duan shuddered and shut his mouth.

He simply doesn't understand the ways of cultivation. Lin Zhengli being able to represent the Wangjiang City Dao Institute in the Sancheng Lun Dao is naturally one of the top figures among the Youmai realm cultivators within the institute. Perhaps there are one or two stronger than him in the city guards, but only a limited number.

Besides, if the City Guard cultivators make a move, won't the Lin Family lose face

It's only right to deal with this matter decisively and promptly.

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In not long, Lin Zhenglun was brought to the gate.

Looking at this man with messy, disheveled hair and a haggard appearance, looking like a walking corpse, Jiang Wang really couldn't imagine how Lady Song could have taken a liking to him.

"Lin Zhenglun has brought him here." Grandfather Lin looked at Jiang Wang with his slightly cloudy old eyes and said softly, "What do you want to know"

"Now, I ask, you answer." Jiang Wang walked closer to Lin Zhenglun's front, staring at his blank eyes: "How did my sister's biological mother, Song Ru Yi, die"

Lin Zhengli said from the side: "She committed suicide by jumping into a well, didn't I make it clear enough"

Mr. Lin glanced at him lightly, and he shut his mouth.

Lin Zhenglun had been in a daze until he heard the three words "Song Ruixi," when his eyes gradually regained some light.

He raised his eyes, looked at Jiang Wang, then glanced around, and then turned back, staring fixedly at Jiang Wang: "What did you just say"

His voice trembled: "You... are Ruyi's stepson who cultivates in the Taoist temple Jiang An'an's brother"

"Good, good!" He became excited, even a little manic: "To dare block the Lin family's door, you have guts!"

Jiang Wang coldly repeated, "I ask you, how did Song Ruixi die"

But Lin Zhenglun seemed oblivious to his impatience and disdain, or perhaps, today's Lin Zhenglun could no longer feel the opinions of others. He lived only for his own emotions.

He flung his arms wide open and suddenly burst into tears: "To what use is all the wealth I have amassed!"

Lin Zhenglun knelt on the ground, covering his face and weeping bitterly: "I regret not taking the path of cultivation! Once the mountain collapses, I am doomed!"

As for this person, Jiang Wang had no extra patience whatsoever.

So his sword slowly shifted, pointing at Lin Zhenglun and said: "I ask you one last time, how did Song Ruixi die!"

“As you wish…” Lin Zhenglun stopped sobbing and lifted his head, his face streaked with tears: “It was me, I killed her. It was me who drove her to suicide!”

"No!" He stood up abruptly, pointing at the Lin family members gathered behind the牌樓: "It's them! Every single person from the Lin family is responsible! Especially Lin Zhengli!"

Lin Zhengli shouted angrily, "Are you crazy, Lin Zhengren"

"Zheng Lun," said Old Master Lin, "Your wife has passed away, and I understand you're feeling down. But you can't just spout nonsense."

“Grandfather” Lin Zhenglun cried. “It was you who agreed to take me back into the main family line and let me call you grandfather. How come when Lin Zhengli, that little bastard, took over my business and drove me away, you just pretended not to see it”

Mr. Lin frowned and said nothing. He naturally knew about the matter between Lin Zhengli and Lin Zhenglun. However, on one hand, Lin Zhenglun had indeed been arrogant and proud at first, while on the other hand, Lin Zhengli was his own grandson. Even if he did something wrong, as a grandfather, he had to help him get things done.

“Business matters are not something I usually concern myself with. Perhaps I have truly wronged you. Allow me to investigate and give you a satisfactory explanation when I return.” Old Master Lin said, “But your wife’s death was indeed suicide. This is verifiable, and even an autopsy could be performed if necessary. How can you blame others”

Lin Zhenglun wiped away a tear, gritting his teeth: “My relationship with Ruyi was originally loving and harmonious. I worked hard to build my business, which almost integrated the medicinal markets of two cities! If it wasn’t for Lin Zhengli being greedy and taking advantage of his status as the heir apparent to seize my power and dominate my business, how could I have fallen to such a state!”

"If it weren't for Lin Zhengli!" He turned and pointed at Lin Zhengli, his eyes filled with resentment and madness!

A hand appeared out of nowhere, pressing against Lin Zhenglun's head. Dao Yuan spat out a mouthful of energy, instantly turning him into minced meat!

He also crushed his unsaid words and burning resentment into dust.

Lin Zhengren retracted his hand from the sky and looked at Jiang Wangdao: "Song Ruyi committed suicide, you heard me clearly. I'll pay you a Lin Zhenglun! Is that enough"

Lin Zhengren suddenly appeared and started killing. Ling He and Zhao Rucheng immediately stepped forward without hesitation, standing beside Jiang Wang. Dao Yuan surged, ready to fight at any moment.

A living person was blown to pieces right before my eyes, especially since he had been ranting angrily just moments ago.

This kind of deterrence can probably make many people shut up.

But Jiang Wang's expression remained unchanged.

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He truly had no other demands. Song Ruoyi's suicide was a fact. At most, it could be said that Lin Zhenglun hadn't treated her well after marriage, which wasn't a major crime according to the laws of the court. There might have been other entanglements involved, but Lin Zhenglun was dead. As for Jiang Wangdao's disciple, he could only go this far at most.

The fact that the Lin family killed Lin Zhenglun can be explained away no matter where they put the body. If it were anyone else, there would be no explanation at all.

Jiang Wangdao: "Return all of Song Ruyi's dowry and the herbal medicine business in Fengxi Town. Those were Jiang family assets, given to Song Ruyi initially. Now that she's dead, they rightfully belong back to the Jiang family."

Song Ruyi's dowry was already considerable. But especially the medicinal material business in Fengxi Town, it was a lever to pry open the medicinal material market of Fenglin City Territory, and also an important part of integrating the medicinal material business of the two city territories.

Naturally, Lin Zhengli wouldn't be willing to part with such a large chunk of meat.

He was about to say something, but Lin Zhengren had already made the decision: "Okay."

Then, Jiang *someone* will take his leave first." Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and nodded to the members of the Lin clan: "It's been a disturbance."

“Junior Brother Jiang, I have a piece of advice for you,” Lin Zhengren said behind him. “The path of cultivation is long; you must walk it slowly and don't become more narrow-minded along the way.”

"Will I be strong enough to protect you for a lifetime"

Jiang Wang drew out the Xinjin Gun, carefully wrapping it and placing it in a box, which he carried behind him.

Only then did he turn back and say to Lin Zhengren, "I've learned something."

The three brothers, having made their boasts, set off.

"Regret not taking the path of cultivation, once the mountain collapses, it becomes a dead end." Regarding Lin Zhenglun, what I want to express is an ordinary person who has no choice but to cultivate in this extraordinary world, struggling and striving. Just like the woodcutter who received ten thousand gold after running out of firewood, they may have opportunities to obtain wealth through their abilities or luck, but can they keep it And from this, it arises a reflection on this extraordinary world's society and system. I don't know how well this character is shaped; I leave that to the readers to judge."as been orchestrating misfortune, yet he didn't know about this secret gate""As Meng Tianhai said, every era has its own secrets." Chen Pu said, "The Gate of Red Dust should be information known only...