Dozens of people surrounded Lin Jinglong like madmen.

The person who had just spoken suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only his bones, which collapsed dejectedly to the ground.

Lin Jinglong had a cold smile on his lips.

He looked around and said in a low voice, "Who else intends to make a move?"

The Chen family members instinctively stopped in their tracks.

A look of fear flashed in their eyes.

Faced with overwhelming strength, they indeed dared not forcefully attack Lin Jinglong.

Meanwhile, Chen Guangzu, standing behind, was also making a great fuss.

"Don't forget that your family has raised you all your lives. You bunch of good-for-nothings, and now you don't dare to make a move?"

"Didn't you usually act like a tyrant in Tianyi City?"

"Listen to me, throw this person out!"

Chen Guangzu shouted at the others with all his might.

But these members of the Chen clan dared not move an inch. The person who had just spoken was now nothing but bones. How could they dare to attack Lin Jinglong?

It was at this time.

A chilling wind howled through the ancestral hall.

An old man dressed in funeral clothes, with a pale face, suddenly appeared in the dark corner. His eyes were fixed on Lin Jinglong, like a ghost.

In fact, this person was indeed an ancestor of the Chen family.

When the Chen family saw him, they were all startled, but Chen Guangzu jumped up from the ground immediately and exclaimed with joy, "Grandpa, you're back!"

The old man in the funeral clothes was deathly pale.

His eyes were just two black pupils.

He stared intently at Lin Jinglong.

"Leave the Chen family now, and I might let you go!"