Lin Chen clearly understood that from now on, he would embark on the journey alone, and no matter what happened next, he could only rely on his own efforts to solve it.
Lin Chen turned around, preparing to set off towards the Tianyuan Continent.
Along the way, Lin Chen deliberately disguised himself, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, because he knew that if he exposed his true appearance, he might instantly be hunted down by others.
He had no idea how many people wanted to eliminate him now.
Lin Chen didn’t really hate those around him who wanted to make a move against him; thinking carefully, it seemed somewhat understandable.
Currently, Lin Chen no longer possessed formidable strength, and even a few ordinary people could easily defeat him if they teamed up.
Even Lin Chen himself was reluctant to accept this fact, but there was no way around it; it was an undeniable truth.
Lin Chen walked into the small inn, which was crowded with travelers from the martial world, most of them holding weapons like sabers, spears, swords, or halberds.
The innkeeper was an elderly man over fifty years old, slender and hunched over, assisted by a young shop assistant. Lin Chen ordered some food casually after entering and then sat on a chair.
The food at the forest inn was passable for filling the stomach, but cleanliness was hardly guaranteed; a bowl of hot soup, for example, had visible specks of dust on it.
Lin Chen skimmed off the layer of oil and was about to eat when a burly man approached, holding a large knife.
Placing his weapon on the table, he shouted, "Brother, do we know each other?"
Lin Chen remained indifferent, continued eating from his bowl, and after a while, looked up to reply, "You mistook me for someone else."
The burly man sat across from Lin Chen, feeling annoyed. Seeing this young, frail-looking figure, he couldn’t fathom why he would be acting so arrogantly in front of him, which truly was aggravating.
"Kid, do you know who I am?" the burly man roared.
The inn’s patrons fell silent, all hardly daring to breathe.
Everyone present was very familiar with the identity of the burly man, known for his ruthless and formidable skills.
He was a representative figure of the Wu Xing Sect in that area, and thus anyone who encountered him would show utmost respect, never daring to clash head-on with him.
Many people witnessing this scene felt worried for Lin Chen.
"I’m asking if you can raise your head while I’m speaking to you?"
Lin Chen, still sitting there, had no intention of saying much more.
In his view, there was no need to continue bantering with this person.
"Take off your hat for me. I have a suspicion about your identity."
The burly man’s words were not meant to pick a quarrel but voiced an honest suspicion that the young man before him seemed suspicious.
To the burly man, the other person was possibly the wanted Lin Chen.
Yet Lin Chen remained unperturbed, gradually raising his head to regard the man before him with curiosity.
"Why do you persist in opposing me? Don’t blame me for being rude if you continue like this."
The burly man’s roar confused the inn’s diners.
Clearly, it was the burly man making things difficult for the youth, yet he inverted the truth, stirring anger among the onlookers.
However, the surrounding people felt angry yet remained silent, fully aware of the consequences of offending the burly man.
"Hurry up and remove that hat from your face."
Lin Chen remained unfazed, continuing to eat and drink, as he knew that exposing his identity could bring about unimaginable disaster.
"If I take it off just because you said so, wouldn’t that be demeaning?"
Lin Chen’s calm and serene tone left the onlookers breathless; the young man was indeed audacious.
He dared to utter such words in front of that man.
"Fine, since you’re unwilling to take it off yourself, I’ll do it for you."
The burly man extended his right hand and removed the young man’s hat, then stepped back in surprise.
The diners in the inn also turned to look at Lin Chen.
Everyone was extremely surprised, as no one expected this young man to be present in the inn.
Since Lin Chen was besieged by the major sects last time, his fame spread far and wide, with everyone now knowing of his existence.
Lin Chen quickly became a feared and notorious figure for many.
Facing their astonishment, Lin Chen appeared calm and unflustered, standing up slowly to look at them.
"What’s wrong? Are you scared now that you see me like this?" Lin Chen looked at those surrounding him with a faint, relaxed smile.
"You little punk, all the major sects are now hunting you, yet you dare to come here. You are truly bold."
Lin Chen found it rather amusing how they were so arrogant, convinced that he wouldn’t dare come here.
"Do you think I’m such a coward that coming here is beyond me?" Even though he had lost his powers, Lin Chen showed disdain for their threats.
"Do you think you’re still the Lin Chen who could intimidate the major sects single-handedly? Now you’re nothing but a weakling."
Lin Chen ignored the jibe, picked up the wine flask on the table, poured a cup of wine, took a sip, and then looked at the person before him.
"Do you think such words mean anything to me? Let me advise you to get out of here."
Lin Chen’s calm tone infuriated many, astonished by how he dared to disregard even the burly man.
"Maybe you once had the right to be arrogant in front of me, but do you think you’re still the same Lin Chen you were before?"
Lin Chen glanced at the other person, feeling somewhat amused.
Doesn’t he know that a lean camel is still bigger than a horse?

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