At such a young age, Lin Yun had already reached a level far beyond the grasp of others. Many of the onlooking Martial Artists were filled with envy. They didn't dare dream of matching him; they would be satisfied with even one percent of his strength.
"Sigh, comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable," one Martial Artist lamented, then turned and walked back into the city without a second glance.
"Young Master Lin, if you please." After the murmurs of astonishment subsided, Bai Ling invited Lin Yun to board the Bai Family's carriage, then boarded it herself.
As for He Yuntian and his two companions, they rode in a separate carriage.
The patriarchs of every major family had come to welcome Lin Yun. In an instant, a procession of over a hundred carriages set off towards the Bai Family's estate. The Bai Family had already informed all the major families in Wind City of Lin Yun's arrival and announced that a banquet would be held in his honor at their home today.
