After the three of them split up, Lin Tianfeng joked:
"Wow, second brother, you're doing quite well with your cultivation, already at the Qi Refining Eighth Level. After the clan meeting is over, you'll have to spar with your big brother!"
Hearing this and thinking of Lin Tianfeng, that battle maniac who was even one small realm higher than himself, Lin Tianhong's face immediately changed, showing a hint of fear.
However, Lin Tianhong was not at all flustered and quickly replied:
"Big brother, I'm no match for you. If you're itching to fight, why not let our sixth brother spar with you for a few moves?"
Before his words fell, Lin Tianfeng's aura instantly dissipated like a receding tide, and he said with a smile:
"No, no, the sixth brother is no ordinary person. Sparring with him would be simply asking for trouble!"
