Fang Family, in the hall.
At this moment, Fang Lin had completely changed from his previously aged appearance; he stood straight, chest out, with a stern expression, and when he looked at the few people in front of him, his gaze was strong and unwavering.
Although his body was old and his strength not notably powerful, standing there still seemed to exert an intense pressure.
The few slightly younger middle-aged men beside him were the same, fierce in demeanor, glaring ahead.
"Fang Clan Leader, is it necessary to be like this? That young lad is not related to you; why insist on guarding him?"
Directly opposite Fang Lin was a man dressed as a cultured, refined scholar in a blue robe; he appeared handsome, though past middle age, his complexion was well-maintained, without any sign of aging, instead glowing with a certain radiance.
This was Jin Ming. The Clan Leader of the Jin Family, and currently a prominent figure in Qingmu City.
