CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 343: BOASTFUL WORDS

Yin Kejun: "......"

After a long silence, Yin Kejun covered her face in distress and moaned in pain.

"Where did you get the courage to utter such wild words?"

"Huh? Wild words? What wild words?"

"......"

"The wild words about destroying Duke Ning Mansion!! Do you even know how powerful Duke Ning is?"

"No matter how big, just kill them all, isn’t that the end of it?!"

Watching the young man speak as if discussing the slaughter of chickens, Yin Kejun trembled with anger and stomped her foot hard.

"Ah!! Li Lin!! You’re driving me mad! I won’t care about you anymore!"

Watching Yin Kejun walk away in a fit of rage, Zhu Haomiao looked blankly at the silent little girl beside him.

"What’s she angry about?"

"Perhaps... she thinks you’re blindly arrogant, so arrogant it’s beyond comprehension..."

Glancing at the young man with complex eyes, Zhao Nuo could feel that he genuinely didn’t regard Duke Ning Mansion as anything significant.

However, based on some unreliable information, his confidence wasn’t entirely unfounded; he seemingly grasped a formidable power.

More critically, an inarticulate intuition told Zhao Nuo that Li Lin never boasted!

Those seemingly exaggerated and absurd statements were, in his eyes, just natural...

It’s just that I can’t understand them!

The conflict between rational doubt and emotional trust troubled Zhao Nuo, who pouted and murmured with a bitter face.

"Brother, is there really no room for maneuver in this matter?"

"Maneuver? Why is that necessary?"

"Now that Father Emperor’s health is deteriorating, if Brother ascends the throne in the future... what will you do?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao chuckled lightly, looking into the little girl’s worried eyes, and spoke earnestly.

"Little Nuo, let me teach you something..."

"Authority comes from Strength. When one’s strength is formidable enough, there’s no need to worry too much..."

Pausing for a moment, Zhu Haomiao pointed to his heart, a faint smile forming on his lips.

"As long as you stay true to your heart, you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, the young man gazed out the window, his eyes distant, staring at the sky.

"In the eyes of a true powerhouse, the Emperor’s power and the state apparatus he relies on both seem laughable."

"When a myriad of mighty forces return to my body, I alone can slaughter a city and destroy a country, so why rely on external things?"

"If truly pushed, I might as well restart chaos and reestablish Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind!"

The All Heavens Illusion Realm is like this; the local natives just have to survive, but the Outer Heaven Demons have much more to consider...

If you can’t win within the Heavenly Dao’s fate rules, don’t blame me for overturning the table!

Murmuring softly, Zhu Haomiao saw the little girl looking dazed and confused, chuckled, and gently patted her head.

"It’s okay if you don’t understand, just remember, you don’t have to worry about me."

"The mountain of despair in your eyes is just a joke in mine."

"On the contrary, if you have anything you can’t solve, you can tell me, and I’ll help you solve it."

Although unable to grasp the young man’s words, Zhao Nuo, deeply shaken, blinked her big watery eyes, blind trust filling her heart, and nodded vigorously.

"Um, I got it!"

At the same time, a furious Yin Kejun arrived at the Arresting Department, rushing into a side hall she was familiar with.

"Dad, you must persuade that little rascal Li Lin; he’s going to get himself killed!"

Listening to his daughter’s outburst, Yin Tianze frowned slightly.

"What did he do now?"

"He made wild claims, saying he wants to... wants to..."

"Wants to do what?"

"Said he wants to destroy Duke Ning Mansion!"

Shocked, Yin Tianze stood up, fixating on his daughter’s eyes.

"Did he really say that?"

"He did, and he said it as if discussing exterminating a nest of mice. I don’t know where his confidence comes from! He’s clearly just a newcomer in the grade!"

Listening to his daughter’s uncharacteristic complaint, Yin Tianze squinted his eyes with a peculiar expression.

"Ke Jun, there’s something I haven’t told you; I thought Little Lin would tell you himself."

"Huh? What is it?"

"Little Lin isn’t a newcomer to the grade; he’s already Fourth-rank."

"??!"

Yin Kejun stared blankly in place, her beautiful eyes dazed, taking a long time to process the information, frowning suspiciously.

"Impossible, more than half a year ago, I watched him compete with Princess Jinglan, and he was indeed new to the grade back then!"

Looking at his daughter, who’s questioning reality, Yin Tianze sighed deeply.

"If I hadn’t witnessed his growth myself, I wouldn’t believe it either."

Saying this, Yin Tianze patted his daughter’s shoulder, speaking with weighty emphasis.

"But he truly is Fourth-rank, and already at its peak, ready to break through to Third-grade at any time!"

"Most terrifying is his actual combat strength rivals a Second Grade!"

"Fifteen years old!"

"He’s only fifteen!"

"A genius monster with such potential, not to mention destroying Duke Ning Mansion, even if he claims to destroy the entire Da Zhen, I wouldn’t think he’s speaking wildly."

"He truly can do it..."

In solemn whispers, Yin Tianze sighed deeply.

"More importantly, from what I know of that boy, by the time he says such a thing, he likely has eighty to ninety percent confidence already."

"What he lacks might just be an opportune time."

At this point, Yin Tianze, with a peculiar expression, covered his mouth in contemplation, talking to himself.

"That boy is unrestrained within his responsibilities, but seems to take righteousness very seriously outside of them."

"I feel that, till today, he hasn’t retaliated much against the Third Prince or Duke Ning because he’s bound by his inner sense of justice."

"Once Duke Ning crosses the line, he will probably release himself from those bindings, reveal his tusks, and then..."

"You’ll know if he’s speaking wildly or not."

The sound of her father’s solemn words echoing in her ears, Yin Kejun stood rooted to the spot, desperately processing the absurd information, the impactful intelligence making her feel her worldview was faltering.

Fifteen years old, with combat ability rivaling Second Grade?

Three years older than Li Lin, the leader of the Seven Heroes of the Royal Martial Academy, hailed as the leader of the new generation of Imperial City, she herself is still only at the seventh rank.

"No! Impossible, if he’s so formidable, how come there’s not even a whisper outside?!"

Knowing her father wouldn’t joke about something so serious, Yin Kejun mostly believed it, yet her rationale couldn’t accept this sudden bombshell.

"That’s because his subordinates operate under an ironclad secrecy, never leaking any information about him."

"And those who’ve seen him in action... are basically all dead."

Recalling more and more prisoners under Li Lin suffering "sudden illnesses, dying abruptly," some even without leaving a body, Yin Tianze rubbed his forehead in frustration.

"That boy is great at everything but his bloodthirstiness, never leaving anyone alive."

Yin Kejun: "......"