armorers, a genius among armorers. I have no ideas, I trust you."The magpie shrugged its shoulders and said nothing more.>After about half an incense stick's time.His hands danced, weaving intricate...Lin Zhengli's heart, which had just been put down, was suddenly gripped again.

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And Lin Zhengren gritted his teeth again, and walked towards his younger brother once more.

“Lin Zhengren, what are you doing!”

At that moment, a roar of anger erupted.

Jiang Wang followed the sound and saw another acquaintance, Lin Duanheng, father of brothers Lin Zhengren and Lin Zhengli.

He was disheveled, as if he had just crawled off of some woman's bed. He reeked of alcohol and seemed far more carefree than his two sons.

But at this moment, his face was flushed red with anger: "He is your own brother! Are you going to kill him You animal!"

He turned around and looked at them: “You bunch of good-for-nothings, are you all trash Just standing there and watching this demon run wild in my Lin family's territory What am I keeping you for!”

Jiang Wang gazed at him quietly, with no intention of moving.

As for Lin Zhengren, he showed no expression on his face in response to his father's furious outburst. He simply stated, "From now on, I assume control of the highest authority within the family. Bring Lin Duanxing down!"

“You dare!” Lin Duanxing jumped up: “You’ve cultivated to the point of being a dog! I’m your father! Lin Zhengren, have you gone mad”

“Who dares” He snarled like a rabid old dog, his eyes blazing as he roared at the crowd: “I challenge any of you! I’ll kill him!”

In his daily interactions with Lin Zhengren, he was actually very restrained. Because he knew that his son didn't look up to him.

He also knew he didn't have much talent, and his days of extravagance had come to an end. He had once considered pursuing spiritual practice, but later gave it up.

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Though he was considered incompetent, he understood that his actual status within the family was definitely lower than his two sons. Especially, he was nowhere near as capable as Lin Zhengren.

If he ever loses his temper with Lin Zhengren, it's him who will be embarrassed.

So, in front of his own son, he was always honest.

But at this time he roared, he was furious, and he cursed Lin Zhengren.

>

Because of what Lin Zhengren did, he truly touched his bottom line.

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Even if he were a wastrel for half his life, even if he were a useless person, there's still a bottom line as a father!

No one can hurt his son, no one!

He snatched a tribal soldier's saber, drew it, and pointed it at Lin Zhengren: "If you dare to lay a hand on your brother today, I won't be polite to you!"

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Lin Zhengren struck directly with his whip, drawing his sword from his grasp and sending him crashing to the ground.

"Take it down!"

He lost his composure and shouted ferociously!

Soon, two tribal soldiers couldn't withstand his intense gaze and stepped forward, lifting Lin Duanheng up on either side.

Lin Duanheng was dragged for a while before suddenly regaining consciousness and struggling desperately: "Let me go! Let me go! Do you want to die Lin Zhengren! Lin Zhengren! You bastard, you animal! Your mother wouldn't forgive you even in the underworld! Let me go! Let me go!…"

He shouted loudly and was dragged away.

>

Lin Zhengren was stunned.

He knew his father had long been worn down by alcohol and lust. That whip was a calculated blow, not meant to truly harm him, but enough to leave him gasping for breath for half the day.

From childhood to adulthood, he had lived for so many years, and for the first time, he saw the look of a father on his own father's face, but it was in such a situation.

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How ironic.

The stunned silence lasted only a fleeting moment. Lin Zhengren continued walking forward, heading towards Lin Zhengli.

Lin Zhengli propped himself up with both hands, retreated non-stop, and finally got up and ran away.

A green python swooped down from the sky, coiling around him tightly and pulling him back forcefully.

Lin Zhengli flushed red, and shouted with difficulty, "Brother..."

But Lin Zhengren only turned his head to look at Jiang Wang: "I'll advise him."

Jiang Wang extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Zhengren pulled Lin Zhengli closer and began to "persuade" him.

...nor did I know what he said.

Only Lin Zhengli's face could be seen, first with shock, then anger, fear, then pleading, pain, and finally filled with hatred.

And Lin Zhengren turned back to Jiang Wang again and said, "What do you think, younger brother, which way of self-sacrifice would be more sincere"

Even though Jiang Wang was the instigator of all this, he had to admire Lin Zhengren's ruthlessness.

He really has Lin Zhengli under his thumb, even managing to convince him to commit suicide!

Such a person, even without cultivation talent or entering the National Dao Academy, would be impossible to compete with Lin Zhengli for the family inheritance!

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This person must not be allowed to stay.

Jiang Wang's heart was filled with murderous intent, but his eyes didn't betray it. He had to kill them one by one, and handle things step by step.

At least in terms of forcing Lin Zhengli to commit suicide, Lin Zhengren still had to make the arrangements.

He deliberately glanced around the courtyard, his eyes pausing for a moment at the well.

"Block his Dao Yuan, and let him jump into a well" Jiang Wang asked in a tone of discussion.

Lin Zhengren gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Jiang Wangben still wanted to see Lin Zhengli's struggle against resistance.

Watching this good show of brothers fighting continue.

But Lin Zhengren only glanced at him, as if resigned to his fate, and walked towards the well.

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He was filled with pain, resentment, and hatred, but he accepted his fate.

It's hard to imagine what Lin Zhengren had on him that made him so submissive.

But this was no longer a matter that Jiang Wang needed to concern himself with. All he needed was Lin Zhengli's painful result. Just this one result.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

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