The Lin's Patriarch is weird.

Chapter 29: 29. Wanna be friends? I’ll raise you well.

The sound of approaching footsteps gradually filled the area.

Clan members were beginning to arrive from every direction, while several elders who had sensed the disturbance were also making their way toward the scene.

Lin Zhenghai naturally noticed them and his expression darkened slightly.

This matter had already attracted enough attention.

Remaining here any longer would only create additional complications.

He glanced at Su Qinglan before speaking coldly.

"This matter is not over."

Su Qinglan remained completely calm.

"I agree."

Lin Zhenghai’s eyes narrowed before spiritual energy surged around his body.

He clearly intended to leave.

The moment Lin Zhaohao realized this, panic immediately appeared upon his face.

"My pills!"

He stumbled forward despite his injuries.

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"My pills!"

Tears immediately welled within the boy’s eyes.

"Please give them back!"

His voice sounded desperate.

Those were one hundred Body Tempering Pills.

One hundred.

Even thinking about that number made his heart ache.

"Supreme Elder!"

Lin Zhaohao’s voice cracked.

"Please return them!"

Lin Zhenghai never even looked at him, instead, he rose directly into the air and shot toward the horizon.

Within moments, he had already become a distant speck.

Zhaohao knees nearly gave out beneath him.

"Elder Su..."

His voice sounded hoarse as he turned toward Su Qinglan.

Tears continued streaming down his face.

"Please help me get them back."

The words emerged almost like a plea.

"Please."

His fists clenched tightly.

"Those are all my pills."

Lin Zhaohao lowered his head.

Entering the seventh stage of Body Tempering with a third-grade Earth beast type Martial Spirit had already placed him among the more fortunate children from ordinary households.

His chances of entering Qi Refinement were not small.

They were not guaranteed either.

However, those one hundred Body Tempering Pills could significantly increase those chances.

Perhaps he could truly become a cultivator.

Perhaps he could truly change his family’s circumstances.

Even if he failed and never stepped into Qi Refinement.

Those pills still possessed tremendous value.

Selling them would provide enough wealth for his parents to live comfortably for years.

They could stop exhausting themselves every day and finally enjoy a peaceful life.

Yet everything had vanished.

Taken away before he could even bring them home.

"Elder Su."

His voice trembled.

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Su Qinglan looked at the crying child before gently placing a hand upon his shoulder.

"Zhaohao."

Her voice was calm and reassuring.

"The Patriarch personally awarded those pills."

The boy lowered his gaze.

"But Supreme Elder already took them."

"I know."

Su Qinglan nodded slowly and squeezed his shoulder gently.

"Do you trust the Patriarch?"

Lin Zhaohao hesitated briefly before nodding.

"I do."

"Then trust him again."

Her tone carried complete confidence.

"The Patriarch will make this right."

The boy bit his lip.

"Really?"

"Really."

Su Qinglan nodded firmly.

"You earned those pills fairly and they belong to you. Nobody can change that fact."

Lin Zhaohao remained silent for several moments.

The panic within his eyes slowly lessened.

However, the worry never completely disappeared.

"My pills will come back?"

Su Qinglan almost smiled.

Even now, that remained the only thing occupying his thoughts.

"Leave this matter to the Patriarch."

Her voice remained steady.

"All you need to do now is recover."

The boy finally nodded.

"...Alright."

Su Qinglan brushed some dirt from his shoulder.

"Return home and rest properly. The healing pill still requires time."

Lin Zhaohao nodded once more.

Before leaving, he glanced toward the distant horizon where Lin Zhenghai had disappeared.

His eyes became slightly red again.

Then he turned around and slowly began walking home.

Su Qinglan watched until the child vanished from sight.

Only after confirming he had safely departed did her expression grow cold.

Without another word, she rose into the air and headed directly toward Lin Xuan’s residence.

Some matters could not wait until tomorrow.

In the meantime, after scouring through the underground hideout and only managing to find a small box filled with gold coins, Lin Xuan and Lin Zhaoyue’s treasure hunt finally came to an end.

The two were currently making their way back toward Azure Willow City.

Lin Xuan carried the little girl in one arm while casually flying through the air.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhaoyue looked somewhat regretful.

"Hah... If only Father didn’t attack everything that moved, I could have raised that spider as my spirit beast."

Lin Xuan immediately frowned.

"Eww... you wanted to raise a spider?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at him as though the answer should have been obvious.

Lin Xuan shook his head.

"No. Absolutely not! I’ll get you a dog, you hear me? A great dog."

He nodded to himself.

"Actually, personally, I would prefer you raise a cat."

His expression became noticeably more serious.

"I love cats."

Before he could continue, Lin Zhaoyue immediately reached up and grabbed his lips shut.

"Mmph?"

"Not a single more word, Father."

Her tone was completely firm.

"Or I’ll start calling you Patriarch again."

Lin Xuan instantly became quiet.

Only after several moments did Lin Zhaoyue release him.

"That spider was a spirit beast with at least the potential of a fourth-grade martial spirit."

She looked at her father with clear dissatisfaction.

"That is already more talented than most members of our clan."

Lin Xuan wanted to refute her statement.

A spider was still a spider.

Unfortunately, the moment he recalled her earlier threat, the words immediately died inside his throat.

Just then, Lin Zhaoyue suddenly pointed toward the entrance of Azure Willow City.

"Father."

"Hm?"

"Talk to him."

Lin Xuan followed her finger.

Standing near the city gates was an ordinary merchant with a young boy beside him.

The merchant appeared to be preparing his goods while waiting for the guards to finish inspecting the line.

Lin Xuan blinked.

"Him?"

"Yes."

Lin Zhaoyue nodded seriously.

Lin Xuan was confused, from all angles, that man appeared to be a commoner.

Still he descended from the sky as his daughter was someone who knew the future.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the entire area fell silent.

The guards stationed at the city gates immediately stiffened.

Several merchants subconsciously retreated.

Even the guards responsible for checking identities suddenly became nervous.

Nobody expected the Patriarch of the Lin Family to arrive at the city entrance, usually they have their own private gateway.

The merchant whom Lin Xuan approached nearly jumped in fright.

His face immediately turned pale.

Why was the head of a cultivation clan walking toward him?

Did I do something wrong?

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan himself remained equally confused.

He still had absolutely no idea why he was standing here.

Before either man could speak, Lin Zhaoyue suddenly leaned out from her father’s arms and waved enthusiastically.

"Hello!"

The little boy beside the merchant, after a moment of hesitation, he awkwardly waved back.

"Hello."