Lin Daoyan was indeed skilled. The staff in his hands seemed to come alive, flying up and down, swirling left and right. Every move was so smooth and natural, as if the staff had become one with him.
Despite Lin Daoyan's impressive kung fu skills, he was still slightly inferior to Lin Yajun's fluid and graceful staff-wielding techniques.
When Lin Yajun wields her staff, the staff in her hand moves like a nimble dragon, weaving freely through the air. Sometimes it's as fierce as a sudden storm, and sometimes as gentle as a flowing stream. Every movement of hers is seamlessly connected, without the slightest hesitation or stagnation, leaving the audience in awe.
Lin Daoyan stopped striking the stick, gazing at Lin Yajun with admiration in his eyes. He had to admit that Lin Yajun's talent in stick fighting was indeed outstanding, far surpassing his own.
Lin Yajun noticed her father's gaze. She smiled slightly and said modestly, "Father, there aren't many techniques involved in stick dancing. As long as you practice diligently, you'll naturally become proficient."
Lin Daoyan realized that this set of staff techniques was good, but not very lethal. He advised, "Jun'er can use the killing moves of swordsmanship in staff techniques."
"Yes, Father," Lin Yajun replied respectfully. She had actually integrated swordsmanship and staff techniques, but the power was still insufficient, making her killing intent appear too weak.
"I'll try again." Lin Songhao was a little unconvinced. He picked up the stick again, determined to practice harder. However, no matter how hard he tried, the stick either hit his own hand or fell to the ground again.
Seeing Lin Songhao's flustered state, everyone in the courtyard couldn't stop laughing. All the previous troubles and unpleasantness were thrown to the winds at this moment.
On this day, Zhao Canchen received unprecedented care and felt more relaxed than ever before. He regarded Lin Daoyan's family as relatives and friends.
Just as Lin Songhao was enthusiastically learning the staff technique, Lin Daoqing, with red and swollen eyes, stormed in from outside, accompanied by a large group of men carrying weapons and bows and arrows. He was clearly up to no good.
Lin Daoqing stormed into the courtyard with a furious expression, holding a gleaming sword in his hand. He confronted the eldest branch of the family, demanding an explanation: "You people actually let vicious dogs bite my son, leaving him covered in wounds. This is outrageous! I will not let you off easily."
Lin Daoyan said coldly, "I have the ability to summon vicious dogs, and I will definitely unleash them to bite you. Your words are meaningless, and your accusations are useless. Produce evidence, or get out of here."
"You..." Lin Daoqing was so angry that he was speechless.
He turned around, pointing the tip of his sword directly at Lin Yajun, and roared, "You wretched girl, how dare you spit chili water into my eyes! Today I will take your life!"
Lin Yajun, however, remained unfazed. She slightly raised her chin, looking at Lin Daoqing defiantly with a contemptuous smile. She raised an eyebrow, "If you're so capable, come any closer!"
What Lin Yajun had just sprayed into Lin Daoqing's eyes was none other than the incredibly spicy chili water! At this moment, when she heard Lin Daoqing mention chili water, her heart skipped a beat.
This means that chili peppers already existed in this dynasty! This was undoubtedly an exciting discovery for Lin Yajun.
The tempting image of hot pot instantly flashed into her mind—the steaming broth, bubbling with various ingredients, exuding a fragrant aroma that made her mouth water.
Just thinking about the delicious hot pot made Lin Yajun's mouth water. She couldn't help but swallow a little, as if she could already taste its spicy and delicious flavor.
Relying on the large number of men he brought, Lin Daoqing took a step forward with his sword drawn, glaring fiercely at Lin Yajun, and cursed, "You wretched girl, not only did you dare to lay a hand on your elders, but you also pretended to be a ghost to scare your grandmother. You are simply guilty of heinous crimes and deserve to die!"
Lin Daoqing still didn't dare to get too close to Lin Yajun, fearing her acupressure skills and chili water.
Lin Daoyan, carrying a long sword, stepped forward. His face was cold and stern as he said to Lin Daoqing without any politeness, "Lin Daoqing, if you dare to lay a hand on my daughter today, I will not spare you!"
Lin Daoqing knew that he was no match for his elder brother.
He stopped advancing, holding his longsword, and pointed to his eyes, which were swollen into slits. He roared angrily, "Look at your good daughter! She almost blinded me! If I hadn't jumped into the river and washed for more than an hour, I'm afraid I would have lost my eyes!"
He then asserted firmly, "If you don't teach her a lesson, she'll bring disaster upon our Lin family sooner or later!"
Lin Daoyan's face was ashen, his eyes icy cold. A mocking smile played on his lips as he said, "Your brain must have been soaked in river water for too long; you've lost your memory, haven't you? My family has severed all ties with you and your children. From now on, we're like strangers, with no connection whatsoever. If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Daoqing's face instantly turned bright red. He glared at Lin Daoyan and retorted without backing down, "You're just a nobody with no official position. What makes you think you can be so insolent towards me? You're the one who should be getting out of here!"
Having said that, he straightened his body, adopting an extremely domineering posture, and then roared at Lin Daoyan arrogantly, "I brought people back this time to drive your whole family out of the Lin Mansion. This Lin Mansion now belongs only to our two branches!"
Lin Daoyan snorted coldly, and with a sudden swing of his long sword, a cold light flashed as it hurtled towards Lin Daoqing.
Upon seeing this, Lin Daoqing was startled and quickly retreated, staggering and looking quite disheveled.
"Men! Hear my command!" Lin Daoqing shouted to his dozens of men after regaining his footing. "Aim at them immediately and fire! Drive everyone out of this prefecture! If they dare to resist and refuse to leave, shoot them dead!"
"Who dares!" Zhao Canchen's voice boomed like thunder in the crowd. He straightened his body, raised his head, and stepped forward without fear, blocking the Lin Daoyan family like an indestructible city wall.
Zhao Canchen, who had seemed somewhat timid before, now appeared to be a completely different person. His eyes shot out two sharp beams of light as he stared directly at Lin Daoqing and his men, his aura suggesting that he wanted to devour them alive.
Lin Daoqing and his men were completely stunned by Zhao Canchen's sudden action. They stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, their faces showing astonishment as they stared at Zhao Canchen, utterly unsure of how to react.
Lin Daoqing's mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound, as if someone had choked him.
His men looked at each other, exchanging puzzled glances, clearly finding the situation quite troublesome.
None of them expected that Zhao Canchen, who was always weak and timid, would stand up without hesitation to protect Lin Daoyan's family.
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