In Zhongcheng Hall, an old man slowly walked out the door. Upon seeing the old man in white, Wang Tao’s expression changed dramatically.
"Qin Wenhua? Why has Qin Wenhua come to our house?"
"Qin Wenhua, why does that name sound so familiar? Uncle, you’re the eldest in our family, have you heard this name before?"
The younger generation, seeing that the old man recognized the man in white, hurriedly asked.
The elder’s face showed terror, his whole body trembling, as if he were caught in a nightmare.
"Of course I’ve heard of him, you should have heard of him too...
years ago, our family received an invitation from the Thunder Blade Sect that’s been around for a thousand years. Because the person on duty was lazy, the invitation wasn’t delivered to the family in time. It wasn’t until Qin Wenhua entered and had killed over a hundred clan members that the patriarch rushed to the scene.
The patriarch questioned this man, but was severely injured and vomited blood with just one move from him. This matter has always been a secret within the family. Have you all forgotten?"
The crowd gasped in astonishment upon hearing this.
This old man in white was actually the true culprit who almost exterminated Zhongcheng Hall 30 years ago?
Everyone looked at Qin Wenhua with extreme fear in their hearts.
Even though Lin Beichen had defeated Zhongcheng Hall, apart from Zhao Tianjie and Zhao Huanglong, few others died despite the punishment.
But Qin Wenhua was different.
Back then, Qin Wenhua delivered an invitation, stating he would visit at noon. Because the gatekeeper was lazy and missed the time, Qin Wenhua killed everyone he saw, slaughtering over a hundred people.
The entire Zhongcheng Hall had about 500 clan members at that time, and just this battle had severely weakened the family.
Afterwards, they investigated Qin Wenhua and discovered that the Thunder Blade Sect he belonged to was renowned worldwide, especially overseas, where it was hailed as the top Chinese sect.
Now, 30 years later, Qin Wenhua had come to Zhongcheng Hall again. Could he be intending to destroy Zhongcheng Hall?
"Uncle, is he here to find Lin Beichen?"
One disciple asked cautiously.
The old man’s face was extremely grim as he stepped forward, seemingly prepared to face death.
"Mr. Qin, you haven’t come in 30 years and now you show your divine techniques as soon as you arrive. Are you here to find Lin Beichen?"
The elder spoke softly, not daring to show any displeasure.
At the rear of the crowd, Zhao Weinan and Zhao Yixia stood together, quietly observing the situation.
The old man in white dusted off his hands and said indifferently,
"Is Lin Beichen here?"
The elder replied respectfully,
"Mr. Chen left a month ago."
Qin Wenhua frowned slightly, with a trace of indescribable emotion in his eyes.
He looked at the crowd, but they all avoided his gaze.
With a bang,
Qin Wenhua’s fist suddenly struck the stone wall, causing a ten-meter high stone tablet to crack instantly.
The tablet shook violently, collapsing into pieces that hit the ground.
The surrounding people fled in panic.
"Longhua Mountain is the legacy I left behind. If Lin Beichen dares to kill my people, tell him to prepare his neck for me. I want his life."
Qin Wenhua declared domineeringly.
Everyone in Zhongcheng Hall shivered with fear, not daring to challenge him.
Qin Wenhua’s lips curled with disdain. He was about to look away but couldn’t help noticing one person.
In the front yard of Zhongcheng Hall, stood dozens of people, almost all with their heads down.
The reason it was almost all and not everyone was because a woman was staring at him coldly.
Zhao Weinan.
Despite the hint of charm in her face, Zhao Weinan was filled with determination and stubbornness.
"Zhao Weinan, stop looking and lower your head quickly!"
Zhao Yixia anxiously tugged at her clothes, urging her.
Zhao Yixia couldn’t understand, it’s just lowering one’s head and temporarily retreating, what’s so difficult about that?
Zhongcheng Hall wasn’t their opponent 30 years ago, and now, with Zhao Tianjie already dead, they stood no chance against him.
Everyone bowed their heads, what right did Zhao Weinan have to keep hers up?
Seeing this, the people of Zhongcheng Hall silently backed away, deliberately distancing themselves from Zhao Weinan.
Since Zhao Tianjie’s death, the reason Zhongcheng Hall could still survive was all because of Zhao Weinan’s efforts.
However, the people of Zhongcheng Hall did not appreciate Zhao Weinan.
In their eyes, Zhao Weinan was nothing but a seductive woman who sold her looks.
After Zhao Tianjie’s death, Zhao Weinan sold her beauty, giving herself to Lin Beichen to seize power in Zhongcheng Hall.
These days, Zhongcheng Hall had not announced the next patriarch, but everyone knew Zhao Weinan was the only candidate.
Now, with a powerful person at the door, Zhao Weinan still wanted to be special. Did she truly believe Lin Beichen was omnipotent?
"Zhao Weinan, you think just because Lin Beichen is protecting you, everything will be fine? Now that Lin Beichen is not here, and even if he were, he wouldn’t be a match for Qin Wenhua, let’s see how you plan to handle this?"
Zhao Weinan stood her ground, her pretty face filled with cold resolve.
Qin Wenhua, slightly surprised, smiled faintly,
"I didn’t expect Zhongcheng Hall to have a woman like you. I heard Lin Beichen took a fancy to a woman in Zhongcheng Hall. Could it be you?
Do you think with Lin Beichen’s protection, I wouldn’t dare kill you?"
"Whether or not you dare, it is not for me to judge, and I do not care."
Zhao Weinan said plainly, with sunlight shining on her face, slightly raising her chin, her whole body seemed bathed in light.
"I am also a person, of course I’m afraid, but first and foremost, I am Lin Beichen’s woman. He gave me everything.
Now that he is not here, I must defend his inheritance. No matter how scared I am, I cannot bow down to you."
"What a quick-witted, brave, and loyal woman! If Zhao Tianjie had a disciple like you 30 years ago, I might not have departed in disappointment!"