Lin Yun’s face didn’t change despite being the center of attention. He didn’t care about the gazes of others nor did he care about Yan Zijing’s provocation. After all, trash like Yan Zijing wasn’t worthy of him. He even felt that killing Yan Zijing would dirty his hands.

“Xiaoyu, are the rumors true? Did Lin Yun blind one of your maids and claim that he would step on us in the Sword Assembly?” Feng Xingyang asked. The rumors were too exaggerated so he didn’t think they ...