She and Zhao Yixia were childhood companions who grew up together.
Zhao Yixia lacked talent and didn’t have a strong family background, so she had no status within the family.
Finding her a good husband was the best she could do within her means.
"Lin Beichen won’t lose. His bodyguard is an extraordinary expert. Unless the family has someone of the same level, they can’t kill him."
Zhao Weinan felt utterly hopeless, but her thoughts were all focused on Lin Beichen.
The family didn’t treat her as a person, in contrast, Lin Beichen was much kinder to her.
All she hoped for now was that Lin Beichen could win and take her out of this cage.
However, upon hearing this, a cold smile flashed across Zhao Yixia’s face.
"Extraordinary? Qi Tiankuang from the Medicine Immortal Pavilion came personally, and brought three extraordinary martial artists with him. Four extraordinary experts against one, do you think Lin Beichen stands a chance?"
At this point, Zhao Yixia seemed to remember something, and shook her head with a laugh.
"When I came to find you, I heard that Zhao Tianjie has also come out. Even if those four masters are no match for Lin Beichen, do you think it’s a good thing? If Zhao Tianjie gets involved, no matter how powerful Lin Beichen is, it won’t matter!"
"Zhao Tianjie!"
Zhao Weinan felt her body tremble, and dizziness overwhelmed her, almost causing her to faint.
Although she was just a minor member of the family, and didn’t even have a title, merely a tool, she had heard Zhao Tianjie’s name countless times.
Zhongcheng Hall was able to become a prominent family in the Imperial Capital within a hundred years, occupying the Dragon Sleep River area, not by alliances or land purchases.
Zhongcheng Hall’s current status was entirely due to Zhao Tianjie.
During major holidays, the entire family, young and old, had to pay respects to Zhao Tianjie.
Zhao Weinan could only kneel outside the Ancestral Temple, yet even then, they felt honored.
"Impossible. Even so, you can’t beat him. He has another identity."
Zhao Weinan anxiously said.
Her mind was in turmoil earlier, and she hadn’t remembered, but now it suddenly came to her.
When Lin Beichen first appeared, it was at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.
At that time, a man named "Wolf Brother" with no sense tried to make a move on her. Lin Beichen didn’t fight, but simply made a phone call, which scared the man into repeatedly apologizing.
"What identity? He can’t be an official, can he!"
Zhao Yixia said with a laugh.
She couldn’t think of anything else that could save Lin Beichen.
However, just as she finished speaking, Zhao Weinan’s expression turned strange, and she nodded.
"He seems to be official. He’s a top student at the Imperial Capital University."
"Official, Imperial Capital University? Lin Beichen..."
Several clues connected in Zhao Yixia’s mind, and her smile suddenly changed.
"How is that possible? He is that person? This is bad!"
Zhao Yixia herself was one of the official advisers.
Others might not know the secret, but due to her job, she had access to many top-secret details.
Recently, an institution had been repeatedly mentioning a name.
Lin Beichen!
His background was extremely mysterious. On the surface, he seemed like an ordinary person.
But the things he had done recently were each enough to make one’s scalp tingle, even leading one to believe that immortals might exist in this world.
If this person was indeed the one in her memory...
This is bad!
She had the information but due to work regulations, she hadn’t revealed the top-secret intel to the Elders or Zhao Tianjie.
He was a terrifying demon king who could slaughter millions at the drop of a hat.
The aftermath of the volcano in Japan still lingered, with direct deaths exceeding 100,000 and indirect casualties possibly over 30 times that.
Japan had become a land of chaotic despair.
All because a young man named Lin Beichen had been angered by some of them.
Zhao Yixia turned and sped towards the Starry Sky Association’s hall.
Meanwhile, in the hall, Lin Beichen looked at Zhao Tianjie and calmly said:
"Your skills are only so-so."
As soon as Lin Beichen finished speaking, there was an immediate uproar around them.
Lin Beichen seemed to have a death wish.
In an already precarious situation, provoking Zhao Tianjie seemed like asking for death.
Did he think life was too smooth and wanted to taste what it felt like to be worse off than dead?
Zhao Tianjie remained indifferent, but the killing intent in his eyes began to solidify.
"It seems you really want to die!"
Zhao Tianjie’s blue robe slowly billowed, and white clouds began to gather around him.
With a slight wave of his hands, the white clouds transformed into the shape of skulls, rushing towards Lin Beichen.
Within those clouds were countless tiny poisonous insects and toxic gases.
The combinations of toxins and insects were innumerable, no one knew how many types there were.
Even extraordinary experts like "The Wooden Man" couldn’t withstand it. Wouldn’t Lin Beichen turn to bones in an instant?
"This kid has no brains."
Qi Tiankuang sighed softly.
Lady Qi furrowed her brows, a flash of doubt in her eyes.
In her view, no matter how reckless Lin Beichen was, he shouldn’t have made such rash statements.
All Lin Beichen’s words did was provoke some ridicule; what other use did they serve?
Would anyone think he was brave?
Don’t be stupid!
No one dared to raise their head in front of Zhao Tianjie.
It wasn’t shameful to bow before Zhao Tianjie.
As the white clouds rushed towards Lin Beichen, Zhao Yixia suddenly burst into the hall.
As soon as she entered, she screamed:
"Elder, be careful, this person is Lin Beichen!"
"Hmm?"
Zhao Tianjie was stunned, wondering what difference Lin Beichen made.
Didn’t he know Lin Beichen’s name?
But before he could figure out what Zhao Yixia meant, Lin Beichen had already stood up, gently laid down the teacup he had been holding, and waved his hand as if fanning the air.
Lin Beichen’s hand moved softly, appearing weak, like a child’s.
But when the white clouds touched Lin Beichen’s hand, they instantly burst into flames.
Numerous flames appeared suddenly.
In the hall, stars sparkled, and countless ethereal shadows seemed to appear in the air.
"What is this?"
Zhao Tianjie was shocked.
His body swirled, transforming into white clouds that spread out, enveloping an area of ten meters around him. An icy breath finally extinguished the flames.
But just then, a large hand pierced through the white clouds and struck heavily on his chest.
Bang!
The hand first shattered the poisonous energy shield around him, then broke through the layer of golden stone-like flesh built after years of relying on extraordinary strength.
Zhao Tianjie staggered back a step.
Clearly, he had rushed towards Lin Beichen, approaching his palm voluntarily.
Yet it was not Lin Beichen who was forced back, but him.
Pfft!
In the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhao Tianjie suddenly knelt, spitting blood.
"Your blood stinks."
Ignoring the astonishment around him, Lin Beichen frowned and struck again.
This time, he added a bit more force.
A gale swirled, and Zhao Tianjie’s body, like a ball, was grabbed by Lin Beichen and flung away.
In the hall of the Starry Sky Association, several massive stone pillars served as beams.
Zhao Tianjie was smashed into the pillars, breaking three of them before finally coming to a stop.
The entire place fell into silence.
Zhao Wuxing’s jaw nearly dislocated.
He stood, mouth agape, staring in disbelief.
With a crash.
Mrs. Qi’s treasured jade pendant fell to the ground and shattered, but she was still in shock.
Only Zhao Yixia stood still, looking heartbroken and bitterly at the scene.
"Lin Beichen, it’s really Lin Beichen!"
Everyone in the hall looked at Lin Beichen’s back in disbelief.
Lin Beichen walked away as if strolling in a courtyard, not looking back. When he passed "The Wooden Man," he patted it lightly, causing it to be lifted.
"Breaking my Wooden Man and feeling so proud, where do you get the gall?"
Lin Beichen chuckled to himself as he spoke, amused.
When he walked past Zhao Yixia, his gaze circled around her before asking:
"Do you know me?"
Zhao Yixia’s body trembled and she quickly lowered her head.
"I... I’ve only seen your records."