"Pass down the order, invite all the Meridian realm experts in Wangjiang City. Anyone who can kill this bastard will be rewarded with two Dao Essence Stones! "A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd and shouted angrily.
This person was the father of Lin Zhengren and Lin Zhengli, Lin Duanxing. He naturally had a high status in the Lin family.
However, the fact that the position of the next patriarch of the Lin family had been passed over to Lin Zhengli was enough to show that he was too weak.
Therefore, when he took out two Dao Essence Stones and invited all the Meridian realm experts in the city, everyone first looked at Old Master Lin.
There was no other reason. He did not have such authority.
"Enough," Old Master Lin said indifferently. "Bring Lin Zhenglun here."
"Father, you're muddle-headed!" Lin Duanxing said anxiously. "Lin Zhenglun is not worth mentioning, but he represents the face of the Lin family! How can we hand him over to an outsider? "
Not to mention other things, just the way this person spoke was not up to standard. To contradict Old Master Lin in public and call him muddle-headed was to say that he had no sense of propriety, and to say that he was challenging the authority of the patriarch. Moreover, Lin Zhenglun was not worth mentioning. Was this something that was suitable to be announced in public? He was not afraid of chilling the hearts of the people.
Old Master Lin knocked his wooden staff on the ground and raised his voice. "Do you have to make this matter known to the entire city so that the Lin family won't lose face?"
Lin Duanxing was shocked and shut his mouth.
After all, he did not know anything about cultivation. Lin Zhengli could represent Wangjiang City's Dao Academy in the Three Cities Dao Debate. Naturally, he was one of the top figures in the Meridian realm in the academy. Perhaps there were one or two people in the city guard who were stronger than him, but there was a limit.
Moreover, wouldn't the Lin family lose face if they asked the city guard cultivators to take action?
It was right to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
Not long after, Lin Zhenglun was brought to the archway.
Looking at this man with messy hair, haggard appearance, and a walking corpse, Jiang Wang could not imagine how Aunt Song had taken a liking to him.
"Lin Zhenglun is here." Old Master Lin looked at Jiang Wang with his slightly muddy eyes and said indifferently, "What explanation do you want?"
"Now, I'll ask, you answer." Jiang Wang approached Lin Zhenglun and stared into his blank eyes. "How did my sister's mother, Song Ruyi, die?"
Lin Zhengli said from the side, "She jumped into the well to commit suicide. Did I not make myself clear enough?"
Old Master Lin glanced at him indifferently, and he shut his mouth.
Lin Zhenglun had been in a muddle-headed state until he heard Song Ruyi's name. His eyes slowly recovered a little.
He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Wang. Then, he looked around and turned back to stare at Jiang Wang. "What did you just say?"
His voice trembled. "You … are Ruyi's stepson who is cultivating in the Dao Academy? Jiang Anan's brother? "
"Good, good!" He became excited and even a little crazy. "You dare to block the Lin family's door. You're promising!"
Jiang Wang repeated coldly, "Let me ask you, how did Song Ruyi die?"
However, Lin Zhenglun seemed to be completely unaware of his impatience and detest. Or perhaps it could be said that Lin Zhenglun had long since become incapable of feeling the opinions of others. He lived until he only had his own emotions left.
He opened his hands and suddenly burst into tears. "What's the use of me amassing wealth!!"
Lin Zhenglun knelt on the ground and covered his face as he wailed, "I regret not stepping onto the path of cultivation! Once the mountain collapses, the road becomes a dead end! "
Jiang Wang did not have the slightest bit of patience for this person.
Therefore, he slowly turned his sword and pointed at Lin Zhenglun. "I'll ask you one last time, how did Song Ruyi die?!"
"Ruyi …" Lin Zhenglun stopped wailing and raised his head. His face was covered in tears. "It was me, I caused her death. It was me who caused her to commit suicide! "
"No!" He stood up abruptly and pointed at the Lin family members gathered behind the archway. "It was them! Every single member of the Lin Family was responsible! Especially Lin Zhengli! "
Lin Zhengli cursed, "Lin Zhenglun, are you crazy?"
"Zhenglun," Old Master Lin said. "Your wife is dead and you're in a bad mood. I understand, but you can't make irresponsible remarks. "
"Old Master?" Lin Zhenglun cried. "Back then, you agreed to take me back into the main line and even let me call you grandfather. Why is it that when Lin Zhengli, that little bastard, took over my business and chased me away, you turned a blind eye to it? "
Old Master Lin frowned and didn't speak. He naturally knew about the matter between Lin Zhengli and Lin Zhenglun. However, on the one hand, Lin Zhenglun was indeed a bit arrogant back then. On the other hand, Lin Zhengli was his grandson. Even if he did something wrong, he had to help him as his grandfather.
"It's true that I haven't asked about business matters for a long time. Perhaps I've really wronged you. When I go back and investigate, there will be other explanations. " Old Master Lin said, "But your wife's death was indeed a suicide. This can all be investigated. Even opening the coffin to examine the body is no problem. How can you blame others?"
Lin Zhenglun wiped his tears and gritted his teeth. "Ruyi and I were originally in love. The business I worked so hard to achieve almost integrated the medicinal herb markets of two cities! If Lin Zhengli didn't use his identity as the successor of the family head to seize my power and my business, I wouldn't have ended up like this! "
"If Lin Zhengli didn't …" He turned and pointed at Lin Zhengli, his eyes full of hatred and madness!
Boom!
A hand suddenly appeared and pressed on Lin Zhenglun's head. Dao essence spat out and turned him into meat paste!
It also crushed his unfinished words and the resentment in his heart into dust.
Lin Zhengren, who descended from the sky, retracted his hand and looked at Jiang Wang. "Song Ruyi committed suicide. You heard it clearly. I'll compensate you with Lin Zhenglun! Is that enough? "
Lin Zhengren suddenly appeared to kill. Ling He and Zhao Rucheng stepped forward without hesitation and stood beside Jiang Wang. Their Dao essence surged, ready to fight at any time.
A living person was turned into meat paste in front of them, especially when he was still angrily speaking just a moment ago.
This kind of deterrence would probably shut many people up.
However, Jiang Wang's expression didn't change.
He really didn't have any other requests. Song Ruyi committed suicide. At most, Lin Zhenglun didn't treat her well after marriage. This wasn't a big crime in the Zhuang Clan. There might be some other disputes, but Lin Zhenglun was already dead. According to Jiang Wang's identity as a disciple of the Dao Academy, this was the most he could do.
The Lin Clan killing Lin Zhenglun as an explanation was justifiable. If it were someone else, there wouldn't be any explanation.
Jiang Wang said, "Return Song Ruyi's dowry and the medicinal herb business in Phoenix Creek Town to me. Those are the properties of the Jiang Clan. Back then, they were given to Song Ruyi. Now that she's dead, they should be returned to their rightful owners. "
Song Ruyi's dowry was already considered generous. However, the medicinal herb business in Phoenix Creek Town was the fulcrum to pry open the medicinal herb market in Maplewood City. It was also an important part of unifying the medicinal herb business in the two cities.
Lin Zhengli naturally couldn't bear to have such a big piece of meat dug out.
He was about to say something, but Lin Zhengren had already made the decision. "Okay."
"Then I'll take my leave first." Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and nodded to the Lin clansmen. "Sorry for disturbing you."
"Junior Brother Jiang, I have a piece of advice for you." Lin Zhengren said from behind him, "The path of cultivation is very long. You have to walk slowly. Don't become narrower as you walk."
"Zhu Wei, no matter how strong I am, can I protect you for the rest of your life?"
Jiang Wang took out the Burning Torch and carefully wrapped it up. He closed the box and carried it on his back.
Only then did he turn around and say to Lin Zhengren, "I've learned something."
The three brothers swaggered off.
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PS: "Regret not ascending the path of cultivation. Once the mountain collapses, it becomes a dead end." Regarding Lin Zhenglun, what I want to show is the struggle and hard work of an ordinary person who didn't choose to cultivate in this transcendent world. Just like the woodcutter who obtained ten thousand gold because of the Burning Torch, they may have the opportunity to obtain wealth through their ability or luck, but can they keep their wealth? As well as the thoughts on the society and system of this transcendent world derived from this. I don't know how this character is portrayed. I'll leave it to the readers to evaluate.
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