Chapter 227
On the plains of the Mist Zone, Lin Hui descended slowly, Su Yaping and Yun Xiazi close behind. The crowd below had noticed their approach long before they touched down.
Members of the Lin family climbed out of their carriages and gathered a short distance away, all eyes fixed on Lin Hui. Further back, the Clear Wind Dao's disciples watched from a distance, caught between fervent admiration and barely concealed unease.
Elder Du and the Lin family guards kept their distance, too awed to approach. Powerhouses of this caliber were the stuff of legend; not one of them had ever seen such a person in the flesh.
Yet everyone present understood one thing without it needing to be said: from this day forward, the Lin family's name would become legend in Xinyu Town.
"Ah Hui..." Surrounded by countless gazes, Lin Shunhe struggled to find the right words. He studied Lin Hui carefully, and only after satisfying himself that this was indeed his own son did he exhale quietly.
Given the staggering gap in strength, he had genuinely feared some ancient monster had taken root inside his son's skin.
But the familiar mannerisms were all there. This was still the same person; his son was still his son. The brat had just played his cards extraordinarily close to the chest.
"What do we do now?" Lin Shunhe asked, his voice low. With his son's true strength now fully in the open, the authority to lead naturally fell to Lin Hui.
Lin Hui looked around, meeting the eyes that were all turned toward him. As his gaze swept the crowd, he spotted his older stepsister, Liu Xiao. She looked as though she wanted to say something, but couldn't bring herself to. The moment their eyes met, her face went inexplicably red, and she dropped her gaze and looked away.