The North Courtyard of the Lin Mansion is where the younger generation of the family lives, most of whom are unmarried.

Along the way, Lin Wanrong and Lin Hao remained silent, and the atmosphere seemed a little solid.

They haven't seen each other for half a year. Their respective experiences have made both of them change their temperaments a lot.

Meeting each other now is no longer as easy and natural as before.

"Lin Hao, what do you want to get when you return to the house?"

This solidified atmosphere did not last long.

Soon, he was interrupted by Lin Wanrong's questioning voice.

She turned her eyes lightly and looked at Lin Hao's delicate and handsome profile, feeling very curious in her heart.

What item is so important? It actually made Lin Hao come to the family to retrieve it regardless of the humiliation.

"you."

Lin Hao smiled lightly and said casually.

"I?"

Lin Wanrong was startled, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Yes, I forgot to take you away."

When Lin Hao said this, he suddenly stopped walking and said seriously: "If Sister Wan doesn't want to get married, I can take you away at any time."

Before coming here, he had already thought about it. With Mingge's monthly salary of tens of millions, even if he left the Zhao Lin family, there would be no problem in his life.

Hearing this, Lin Wanrong smiled lonely, stopped and faced Lin Hao.

"I have been an orphan since I was a child. If the head of the family hadn't taken me in as an adopted daughter, I might have died long ago."

Lin Wanrong shook her head and whispered: "As a member of the family, it is not your turn to make the decision on some things, and you have no idea what you want or don't want."

Although these words were said in an understatement, there was obvious reluctance in his tone.

"Fool!"

Lin Hao couldn't help but shouted loudly.

"Everyone has his or her own life. You must not accept this kind of marriage based on family interests."

Lin Hao frowned and advised calmly.

If Sister Wan marries her husband, he will give her heartfelt blessings.

But when he thought that the person he was marrying was a fat, bald man in his fifties or sixties, he suddenly became irritated.

"Xiao Hao, I know you are a very independent person, but we grew up in the same place and we can't help ourselves."

Looking at Lin Hao with an angry face, Lin Wanrong smiled and touched his head.

"I know you have become stronger now, and I am very happy, but it would be great if you were more powerful. In that case, you can protect your sister."

"Okay, I'm kidding you, since you have nothing to buy, I'll just take you around the North Courtyard."

Lin Wanrong patted Lin Hao's shoulder, and then walked into the gate of the north courtyard area.

"If I become stronger..."

Lin Hao stood there, clenching his fists slowly, with this thought stirring deep in his heart.

At this moment, he finally realized clearly that a weak force could not hold anything at all!

Lin Hao opened his fingers, and unprecedented faith came to his heart.

Immediately, he moved and quickly followed Lin Wanrong.

During the chat, both of them deliberately avoided those unpleasant things, and the topic gradually opened up.

The originally dull atmosphere became as relaxed and happy as before.

Unknowingly, I had arrived at the martial arts training ground in the North Campus.

The exciting sound of training caught Lin Hao's attention.

But he saw dozens of figures gathering on the spacious martial arts training ground.

These people are all descendants of the younger generation of the Lin family, both men and women.

Each one of them is full of energy and high spirits, showing the qualities of the next generation successor of the Lin family.

At this moment, they were attacking and practicing boxing against a pile of black piles of wood.

Bang bang bang...!!!

Crisp crashing sounds echoed throughout the venue.

"It turns out that this is a martial arts training ground, and it's quite big."

Lin Hao's heart moved slightly. Although he occasionally came to the mansion in the past, he only heard the sounds of the family's children practicing.

As for those black piles of wood, Lin Hao had also heard about them.

The material is a black iron tree, which grows every ten years. It is cut down and cut into wooden stakes, which are then soaked in iron oil for a hundred days. After being taken out, they become as hard as iron and are extremely durable.

Many ancient martial arts families will use black iron trees as practice stakes to enhance their striking ability.

As an ancient martial arts family, the Lin family has always advocated martial arts, just like the custom of emphasizing martial arts over literature in Cangqiong Continent. It can be said that the family has many outstanding figures and occupies abundant resources in Tianwu City.

Because strong power is the foundation of wealth and power. Without strong force, no matter how much wealth and power you have, it will not be snatched away by other forces.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, and the sound of training here is still the same as usual, so energetic."

Listening to the familiar sound of boxing in the martial arts training ground, Lin Hao's mouth corners slightly raised, feeling quite emotional in his heart.

Because he was born blind and had a weak constitution, he was regarded as a waste since he was a child and had no chance to participate in this martial arts training ground.

Occasionally when I am bored, I come here to join in the fun.

Fortunately, the young children of the Lin family are united enough. Although they don't take much care of his brother, they have never been bullied or humiliated.

"Everyone, be energetic and punch fast and hard!"

At this time, a rough voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Hao's mind moved slightly, and the little fly's head turned slightly to look at the speaker.

It was a short-haired man of about forty years old, with a burly build, wearing a black samurai uniform, and supervising the family members who were training with piercing eyes.

"Uncle Xiong looks so tall and mighty."

Listening to his rough voice, Lin Hao knew this middle-aged man.

His name is Lin Xionggang, and he lives up to his name, with a strong temper and the strength of a sixth-level warrior.

He spent time on the battlefield when he was young, made many military exploits, and has rich practical experience.

Perhaps because he was tired of fighting on the battlefield, he returned to his family five years ago and took up the position of martial arts master, specializing in teaching the younger generation of the family how to practice.

"In one month's time there will be a clan competition, you must step up your training!"

Lin Xionggang's eyes were bright, he glanced at the many Lin family disciples in the field, and shouted: "Those who have excellent academic performance will be trained by the family, and the glory of our Lin family will continue to be passed down by you!"

When they heard about the race competition, the young people present stopped exercising one after another, their eyes full of expectation and longing.

No matter how wealthy a family is, its resources are always limited. If there is no potential, it will eventually fade out of the family's sight.

As the younger generation of the Lin family, they are full of energy and have great ambitions. They don't want to live a mediocre life like this.

The clan competition is held every five years. Although on the surface it is just to compare martial arts and hone one's training achievements, everyone knows that the essence is to select the family's rookie children and send them to Tianyan Academy for further study.

Because the Lin family has the background and heritage of an ancient martial arts family, they will receive three reserved places at Tianyan Academy in each session.

The so-called default is to be like Zhao Ling'er, who can directly become a student of Tianyan Academy without taking any exams.

One can imagine how valuable these three default quotas are.

"A race comparison?"

Hearing these words, Lin Hao's heart moved.

He naturally knows a little about the inside story of the clan competition held by his family.

However, he is not a true member of the Lin family and has no right to compete for a spot.

"Lin Hao, can you tell me how you became a martial artist?"

Thinking of the scene where Lin Hao resisted the oppression of the family leader's aura just now, Lin Wanrong blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously.

"Maybe my talent is better."

Lin Hao smiled slightly.

"Talent?" Lin Wanrong was stunned and looked at Lin Hao doubtfully.

"That's right, talent can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words."

Lin Hao nodded and laughed jokingly.

Although he has a very good relationship with Sister Wan, he has no intention of telling the secrets of the system.
To be continued...