On the high platform of the square!
"Lin Clan Leader, what do you have to say now? Just now, I seemed to hear you say you were going to slap your own face?"
Fourth Elder Jing Tianying looked at Lin Nanluo with a smile.
"What?"
"Oh, that... I just remembered that there's a very important matter I have to deal with back at home! Everyone, my apologies, I have to leave for a while."
"Jing Clan Patriarch, I'll be taking my leave first then! No need to see me out, no need for that! Please don't be polite!"
Lin Nanluo, shaking off his sleeves, leapt down from the high platform and sprinted out, his Primordial Qi becoming a streak of smoke.
The remaining crowd was left gawking at the old man's haste to flee.
In truth, Jing Tianying had only made a casual remark; he certainly could not expect to see Lin Nanluo truly slap his own face, considering the other man was the leader of Donglin City's second-largest clan.
"Jing Clan Patriarch, I also need to leave!"
"Farewell! Farewell!"
