She raised her hand and gestured to him with her glass.

"Emperor Wu?"

Lin Jinglong confirmed Yang Xinhu's identity.

Just then, a figure suddenly walked out of the hall ahead. It was a young man wearing a black Zhongshan suit, walking towards Lin Jinglong.

His eyes were devoid of emotion, like those of a cold machine.

But Lin Jinglong sensed a familiar aura emanating from him.

"The Lin family bloodline!"

Lin Jinglong's eyes met his.

The young man, who claimed to follow Lin Ruchu, the patriarch of the Lin family, stepped out of the villa and remained expressionless as he passed by Lin Jinglong.

However, there was a clash between their auras.

Lin Jinglong paused for a moment, but the man stepped out of the villa without changing his expression, not even glancing at Lin Jinglong.

It was as if he were just air.

"Interesting. When did the Lin family acquire a prodigy of this caliber? The last person to give me this feeling was Tantai Kong, and that was after he became a Martial Emperor!"

Lin Jinglong turned his head to watch the young man's departing figure.

His fingers twitched slightly, confirming that the person had the blood of the Lin family flowing through their veins. As always, he was cautious and even considered taking direct action.

"To kill, or not to kill?"

Lin Jinglong hesitated for a moment.

The young man in the Zhongshan suit paused for a moment.

Before he could turn around, Yang Xinhu's voice came from behind Lin Jinglong.

"Welcome to Mr. Lin Jinglong, the renowned champion of the martial arts tournament in Kyoto! I, Yang Xinhu, have long admired your name!"

Yang Xinhu strode towards the gate to greet him.

And it interrupted Lin Jinglong's murderous intent that had just arisen.