Chapter 435 434: Su Xianren

'Without even that much awareness, how could they hope to cultivate in this cruel world? They're better off as ordinary people.'

Mu Lin's aura suddenly intensified severalfold. This tyrannical, crushing power bore down on the men before him.

The three of them didn't even realize they needed to dodge, taking the full brunt of the force.

Blood immediately splattered as all three fell to the ground in a heap, their condition unknown.

With the cold eyes of a god of slaughter, Mu Lin walked past them and continued deeper inside.

The Grandmasters who had come out hoping to score some easy overtime pay saw this and froze in terror.

'Weren't they told it was just some insignificant little thief?'

"All of you, stand down!" an angry voice commanded. Feng Disheng emerged, flanked by two Grandmasters.

He wasn't afraid of Mu Lin attacking. Not unless Mu Lin had a death wish and wanted to face the full might of two Peak Grandmasters.

Following behind Feng Disheng was his younger brother, Feng Difei.

Deeper in the courtyard, across a massive pool, many others were watching.

They were all members of the Feng Family, holding various positions in the family's numerous companies.

They didn't believe the Feng Family could ever fall, and they cared little for its current predicament. They were merely curious about what kind of fool would dare challenge the second-greatest family in Di Yang, surpassed only by the Ning Family.

'They wondered if Mu Lin had already picked out his own burial plot.'

"So you really came," Feng Disheng said, his eyes fixed coldly on Mu Lin.

Mu Lin replied, "Of course I did. You laid a hand on my family. Did you think I would spare you?"

"Five million for the cost of goods, five hundred thousand for hotel renovation fees, and two hundred million for medical expenses," Mu Lin stated calmly. "Of course, I've come to collect this money from your Feng Family."

"HAHAHAHA!" Feng Disheng threw his head back and laughed. "Did I hear you right? You're demanding money from me? I think you've lost your mind!"

"I don't have any money for you, but I can give you a free burial plot! We Fengs are very generous, after all!"

someone shouted from across the pool, drawing laughter from the other members of the Feng Family.

Feng Disheng said, "You hear that? Turn around and leave now, and you might have a chance to live. If you don't know what's good for you, then death is your only option."

Mu Lin smiled faintly. "That's not for certain. Who lives and who dies... who's to say?"

"In that case, you're dead today!" Feng Disheng yelled to the heavens. "Su Xianren, I beseech you to act! Kill this brat! I want to hang his head on our gate!"

The crowd of onlookers across the pool grew excited, craning their necks to get a better look.

'Where is Su Xianren?'

They knew their family sponsored such a powerful being, but none of them had ever seen this person.

Su Xianren was a recluse who rarely appeared in public. Even middle-aged men in their forties had never laid eyes on the Immortal.

The courtyard instantly erupted into a clamor. Feng Disheng frowned slightly and said,

"Silence! Quietly await Su Xianren's arrival!"

Mu Lin released his spiritual sense, rapidly spreading it across the entire Feng Manor.

At first, he felt nothing.

But the silence didn't last long. A moment later, an incredibly dazzling light appeared in the depths of the estate.

It was like a fiercely burning sun, scorching Mu Lin's spiritual sense.

Mu Lin immediately retracted his spiritual sense, his gaze snapping in that direction.

He saw a figure, the size of a fingernail, rapidly approaching.

It grew larger and larger.

The aura radiating from this person was so powerful that Mu Lin knew he had to be cautious.

The rumors that the Feng Family harbored a Land Immortal were true after all.

Mu Lin immediately unleashed a blast of Primordial Gang Force, sending it straight toward the approaching figure.

He didn't expect to injure Su Xianren, but he hoped the obstruction would force them to react and change their approach.

The figure suddenly swerved, veering slightly, and landed silently in a crouch on the villa's roof, looking down on everyone below.

"Pay the money, Feng Disheng."

Feng Disheng was frantic. "Su Xianren, our Feng Family has supported you for countless years! Now, when I need you most, you say something like this! Have all our years of offerings been for nothing?"

Su Xianren glanced down. "You have some nerve, Feng Disheng. You dare speak to me like that?"

Feng Disheng cried out in terror, "I wouldn't dare! It's just that this is a matter of life and death! I was hoping Su Xianren would act and remove this obstacle for me."

"Are you willing to fight even if it means every member of the Feng Family is caught in the crossfire and the entire Feng Manor is razed to the ground? I can certainly kill this young man, but if the Feng Family is destroyed in the process, what's the point?"

Feng Disheng was speechless. 'Su Xianren truly lives up to the name,' he thought. 'To think so strategically is far beyond any ordinary person.'

'They saw the heart of the matter instantly.'

"Besides," Su Xianren continued, "I am not short of money, nor do I lack for anything. From the very beginning, it was your Feng Family that begged me to come here. We agreed I would repay one favor and then be on my way. Feng Disheng, do you wish to use that favor now?"

Feng Disheng's lip trembled. For a moment, his mind was in turmoil.

'What should I do?'

Finally, he gritted his teeth and turned to Mu Lin.

"Fine, I'll pay! How much do you want? Just name your price!"

Mu Lin said coolly, "President Li was burned. His treatment cost a great deal of money. The goods in the warehouse were also destroyed. You can start by covering all of that."

"Alright, how much?"

"Let's see if your offer can satisfy me."

"Five hundred million!" Feng Disheng said. 'That should be more than enough to cover the treatment and other costs,' he thought.

Mu Lin remained silent, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd as if deciding who he would use to make an example of.

Feng Disheng quickly added, "One billion! That has to be enough, right?"

'That was definitely more than enough!'

But Mu Lin said, "Two billion. Also, immediately arrange for Zhou Qianfan to return to Anhua. And have Mayor Hu restored to his post... Hmm... letting him stay alive in Di Yang is also acceptable, but he must be promoted!"

'Feng Disheng was furious. Does this bastard Mu Lin have any respect for anyone at all?'

"Di Yang is a big place! The Feng Family doesn't call all the shots!"

Mu Lin said, "Is that so? Patriarch Feng, didn't you summon Mayor Hu here in the first place? You can get him promoted, but you can't give him a better position? I think you're trying to fool me."

Feng Disheng's face contorted with rage, but the gaze from Su Xianren made him tremble.

He could only bite the bullet and say, "I can handle the personnel matters for the man named Hu. But with Zhou Qianfan, my hands are tied. It wasn't just my Feng Family's decision; the Fang Family and the Ning Family were also involved. If you can persuade them, I have no problem letting Zhou Qianfan go."

Mu Lin narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected this twist.

'The Fang Family and the Ning Family... such old friends,' he mused. 'They were involved in that incident back then, and now they're sticking to me like a shadow.'

'It seemed he would have to teach them a lesson, too.'

"I'll make the arrangements. You will go with Jiang Long. Zhou Qianfan must not be harmed in any way. Otherwise, not a single person in your Feng Family will keep their head."

'Jiang Long?' Feng Disheng was surprised to find that Mu Lin could actually command people from the Military Suppression Bureau.

'If Jiang Long and Mu Lin are close, then the situation is far more serious than he had imagined.'

Mu Lin stared at Feng Disheng. "I've said my piece. Did you hear me?"

Feng Disheng couldn't help but swallow hard. "I... I understand."

Mu Lin left. After he was gone, all the Feng Family members erupted in anger.

"This is outrageous!"

"Disheng, how could you be so cowardly? That Mu Lin had you completely under his thumb, pointing at your nose and bossing you around, and you didn't even try to resist?"

Feng Disheng's expression was ugly. He also felt he had been utterly spineless; he couldn't blame them for scolding him.

"Our Feng Family has dominated Di Yang for decades! We've never been humiliated like this! Feng Disheng, you give me an explanation, or I'll report this to the Elder Council and have you removed!"

The surrounding family members, who didn't know the full story, were swept up in the moment, pointing at Feng Disheng and yelling,

"Feng Disheng, you're pathetic! Why would you let this happen? What were you even thinking?!"

Feng Disheng couldn't take it anymore. If this continued, his position would be threatened.

"All of you, shut up! Did you not see how I was trying to save your worthless lives while all you can do is stand there and bitch and moan? Even Su Xianren didn't want to get involved! What more do you want?"

"Do I have to grab you by the throat and scream at you before you're satisfied?"

"Anyone here who thinks I was pathetic today, fine! You can renounce the family's protection and go face Mu Lin with your own strength. Be my guest!"