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A moment later, Lin Qing finally suppressed the joy in her heart as she spoke to the soldier, "You can leave now. I'll be right back."

"Yes, Branch Lord!" The soldier respectfully cupped his fist before retreating.

Lin Qing took in a light breath, finally calming her agitated heart. Ignoring everything else, she strode out of the room.

Within the hall, a group of people looked at each other. They did not understand where Lin Qing had come from, but they could faintly guess that this old man was probably the external helper that Branch Lord Lin Qing had invited.

After a short period of time, Lin Qing walked into the room, walking unsteadily towards an old man. After so many days of not seeing him, he seemed to have aged even more, and his eyes had become a lot more cloudy.

Seeing Lin Qing bringing in an old man in the evening, the gang members all frowned. Originally, some people thought that Lin Qing was inviting an expert, but this old man in front of them didn't have the slightest demeanor of an expert. He was afraid that he was just a step away from falling into a coffin.

However, in the past few days, Lin Qing's prestige had been deeply imprinted into the hearts of the crowd. Although everyone felt displeased in their hearts, they did not dare to reveal it out loud.

Seeing Lin Qing support an old man, Wen Xueqi also stepped forward gracefully to support the old man.

The old man couldn't help but raise his head and look at Wen Xueqi. His cloudy eyes seemed to have a red light flashing by them. Wen Xueqi felt her mind reeling as an immortal descended from the sky and a lotus bloomed in her mind.

Only after a moment did Wen Xueqi recover her wits, but at this moment, Wen Xueqi was already soaked with sweat, and when she looked at the old man, there was a faint trace of fear hidden in the depths of her eyes. However, when she saw Lin Qing respectfully support the old man, she bit her lips and continued to support the old man.

Elder Shu looked at Wen Xueqi with shock in his eyes. After a long while, he seemed to have recovered his composure. He looked at Lin Qing with a trace of pity before closing his eyes and remaining silent.

After helping the elder to sit in the seat of honor, Lin Qing stood to the side and looked at the elder with a hint of shame in her eyes.

Lin Qing could never have imagined that she would age so much after just a few days of absence. It seemed like it was as she had said; she did not have much time left to live.

If it wasn't for Lin Qing's request for help, perhaps with Elder Shu's willingness, he would only be willing to silently end his life in the library of the Golden Scale City.

Thinking of all these, Lin Qing felt even more ashamed.

Only after a long while did he regain his composure. He looked at the core members of the Tiger Gang in the room and said in a deep voice, "This is an old book, and also a great teacher of mine."

The others were also taken aback. Lin Qing was incredibly strong, a young and powerful figure. How could she possibly be a simple person to teach a young genius like Lin Qing a banquet?

Hearing Lin Qing's words, everyone in the Ju Yi Hall felt deep veneration for her.

"We greet Old Book." With Chen Ang in the lead, everyone stood up and greeted him respectfully.

A gentle smile appeared on his face as he looked at the crowd. He said in a friendly manner, "We are all brothers of Qing Zi, there is no need to be polite. Today, I will come and exercise my body a little. I am old, and will be able to participate in the final battle."

Lin Qing felt even more ashamed as he lowered his head even more.

At this moment, another person rushed in from outside. His voice carried a trace of panic as he said, "Branch Lord, the Green Bamboo Gang has sent people over to request a meeting with the Division Lord."

"Announce him!" Lin Qing's expression turned cold, but she still waved her hand and said.

"Yes," he said respectfully and left.

After a while, a well-built man walked in. He was tall, had strong arms, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Who are you, greet the Branch Lord, kneel down!" When Han Lei saw the newcomer, he shouted with a thunderous voice.

"I am the envoy of the Green Bamboo Gang. I represent the Green Bamboo Gang, so how can I kneel?" This person had an indifferent expression as he coldly said this.

"So it was a messenger from the Green Bamboo Gang, sorry for the disrespect. I just don't know why you came to my Tiger Gang," Lin Qing coldly said.

"Hmph, Branch Lord Lin Qing, why are you deceiving yourself? The day of the final battle has arrived. Does Branch Lord Lin belong to that turtle? Are you not willing to fight him head on?"

"You're courting death." Lin Qing's expression was cold as the sword in her hand was unsheathed. A cold light shot out from the sharp sword as a bolt of lightning flashed by. A bloody glow floated down and one of her ears landed on the ground.

The emissary let out a blood-curdling screech, covering his ears and letting out a blood-curdling screech.

After a long while, he endured the pain, coldly speaking to Chen Zian, "The two sects are fighting, but they never come to me. If it wasn't for Branch Lord Lin Qing wanting to kill me, if I wanted to do so, my good head is here, I can come and take it."

"With your qualifications, you are not yet worthy for me to kill you. I will only remind you that if you dare to speak like this again, I will not forgive you." Lin Qing coldly said.

The envoy was about to say something when Lin Qing glared at him and shouted coldly, "Tell Lin Danzi to stay there. I will lead the rest of the sect and fight him!"

With that, he saw Lin Qing wave her hand. On both sides, there were Tiger Faction members holding emissaries as they carried the emissaries out.

It wasn't until the envoy was carried out of the room that Lin Qing turned her gaze to Old Book, who was seated at the head of the table, seemingly in search of him.

"Let's fight." The old man said softly, then closed his eyes and sat down.

Lin Qing respectfully cupped his fists together before lightly shouting at the crowd, "Depart!"

Immediately, four robust men rushed over and picked up the tiger-skin chair where the old man sat and walked to the front. The old man who sat on the tiger-skin chair looked like an old man late in life as he faced death with a serene expression.

With a wave of her hand, Lin Qing followed closely behind her. Wen Xueqi naturally followed right beside Lin Qing, while the thirty-six core members behind her followed closely.

After a short moment, Lin Qing led her group to a public square. On the square, there was a huge crowd of people holding various weapons. Under the illumination of the sun, they were all shining brightly.

When the seven hundred members of the gang saw Lin Qing and the other members of the upper echelon arrive, they were all startled. They all cupped their fists together and respectfully said, "Greetings, Branch Lord."

His voice was sonorous and shocking.

Looking at the scene before her, Lin Qing's blood was boiling with excitement. With such authority in her hands, who would dare to oppose her?

The wind blew Lin Qing's long black hair, and her eyes burned with a boundless heroic spirit.

"Today is the day of the final battle. Everyone, do you dare to fight with me in a life and death battle?" Lin Qing walked to the tall platform, raised her hands and shouted.