Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 2900 - 2920: We don’t bully anyone, but we can’t be bullied, right?

Chapter 2900: Chapter 2920: We don’t bully anyone, but we can’t be bullied, right?

""Sect Master!"

With fervent eyesight, Hu Yunlai looked at Lin Chen, his tone filled with excitement, his heart brimming with so many words to say, yet for a moment, he didn’t know where to begin.

So incredible!

With just one appearance, he directly confronted a situation, directly took on the Zhou Family disciples, and brutally secured the resources!

They had queued up so many times and had never received anything, but the Sect Master made it happen with a single attempt!

Lin Chen sent off the other two sect representatives who were grateful for the resources they had received, and said with a laugh, "Now that we’ve got the resources, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Oh, right, when can we collect the medicinal pill supplies?"

"Tomorrow."

Without any hesitation, Hu Yunlai replied, "I’ve inquired about it thoroughly. There’s a substantial amount of supplies this time. To give everyone staggered timing, one location is distributing today, another tomorrow..."

Lin Chen nodded in approval, "Alright, then let’s head out early."

Hu Yunlai nodded vigorously with excitement, "I won’t sleep tonight; I’ll just wait at the entrance of the second location. I’m sure I can get a spot in the queue!"

Lin Chen did not stop him but praised him instead, "You’ve worked hard."

All resources were tied to the combat power and the safety of the Haoran Sect disciples – a matter of utmost importance for the Haoran Sect, and not something to be taken lightly.

Although Lin Chen had caused a scene at the first location today and had secured the resources, he inevitably offended the Military Supply Department and the Zhou Family. What the aftermath would be was still unclear.

No matter what, if they had to make a fuss, they had to be in the right first. Since the rule of the Military Supply Department was first-come, first-served, there was no reason for Lin Chen to stop Hu Yunlai from queuing early.

Chi Ya admired Lin Chen, never having expected him to still choose to confront Zhou Daocang after he had revealed his identity.

"Sect Master, you made Zhou Daocang lose face today; there might be trouble later..."

Lin Chen smiled slightly, "Don’t worry. Since I dared to confront him, I’m not afraid of him. If he really wants to deal with me, let him come."

As Chi Ya looked at Lin Chen’s calm demeanor, her admiration grew even more. Not to speak of anything else, just the courage he possessed was not something ordinary people had.

Lin Chen suddenly frowned after a pause, "The Zhou Family, a great-grandfather, Zhou Daocang? Why do they all share the surname Zhou?"

Chi Ya explained, "It’s either a Zhou Family woman married to a distant male relative of the Zhou Family, or it’s a case of a man marrying into the family. The Zhou surname follows the child, after all, the status of the Zhou Family is there for all to see, and many sects or families want to affiliate by marriage. It’s not a big deal to marry into the family."

Lin Chen realized, "Ah, I see. No wonder when he mentioned his great-grandfather, no one was surprised. It’s only now that I’m catching on..."

Chi Ya softly explained, "The nine names on the Immortal God Stele represent the nine individuals who made exceptional contributions. Four of them have died in battle, and five are still alive."

"Regardless of whether they’ve died or are still living, due to their great contributions, the forces or families they belong to hold tremendous prestige. Aside from one who died in battle without any descendants, three with dwindling family lines, the other six have thrived."

"Due to their immense prestige and development over ten thousand years, each of these six forces is incredibly powerful. The Zhou Family is one of them. Of course, when I say their forces have developed, it doesn’t mean their descendants are simply basking in their elders’ glory and living off their past. On the contrary, the elite disciples are proud of their elder’s glory and actively participate in the wars between immortals and demons, even at the cost of their lives, to maintain their family’s glory."

"These six family forces are like six seeds that have grown into six towering trees, making significant contributions to support Heaven and Earth. But with a big tree comes a greater number of creatures that take shelter in it, and inevitably, there will be dead branches and rotting leaves on the tree itself..."

Lin Chen said with a laugh, "Your analogy is spot on."

Lin Chen understood what Chi Ya meant. They were akin to the founding generals by the side of ancient emperors, ennobled with titles and surrounded by lavish households. They proliferated their lineages with elegance and honor. Yet for all this glory, their descendants, those noble disciples, would also step onto the battlefield, wielding their swords and spears desperately to maintain the family’s honor. As the family grew, there were inevitably many untalented, profligate descendants who would bring shame to the family’s name with their disgraceful acts.

Zhou Daocang was precisely one of those "noble disciples," and likely even among the elite disciples. As a Sect Master, he was required to lead his troops into battle, to shed blood for the Immortal Realm and the Human Clan. Yet at the same time, they felt superior to others, proud and disdainful of anyone else.

Chi Ya sighed and said, "Today’s event was a minor one, but Sect Master, by pointing at Zhou Daocang’s nose and making him queue up, then forcing him to apologize at the end, you’ve essentially made the Zhou Family lose face. Even if they don’t take issue with it on the surface, there’s no guarantee they won’t harbor this incident in their hearts, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate..."

"It’s fine, if the soldiers come, we’ll block them; if the flood arrives, we’ll cover it with earth!"

Lin Chen just laughed and didn’t take it to heart.

He wasn’t truly afraid!

What about a name on the Immortal God Stele, or a vast family?

Although he only had the strength of a Daluo Ultimate Immortal now, he had two Quasi-Saints by his side to back him up, as well as over a hundred Great Demons comparable to Daluo Initial Immortals, and even the support of Jade Star Lord. Whom should he fear?

Let’s not talk about bullying anyone, but we won’t be bullied either, right?

Lin Chen, accompanied by a few others, returned to the reception area and continued to wait.

The next morning, Lin Chen and his group headed to the Military Supply Department again, intending to meet up with Hu Yunlai.

In order to be at the front of the line, Hu Yunlai arrived long before dawn, all for the sake of securing an early spot.

When Lin Chen and his group arrived, Hu Yunlai was amidst the queue, happily waving at them.

Lin Chen looked at the line and saw that Hu Yunlai had only a few people ahead of him; it seemed everyone had a similar idea.

Lin Chen frowned. Despite having received their material orders, they still had to queue up here, implementing a first-come-first-serve system, which gave people innumerable opportunities to play their games.

It doesn’t make sense!

Lin Chen thought as much, but he had no inclination to correct it.

This was the War God Mansion, after all. What was he?

Was it his place to rectify this?

Besides, maybe all this was well within the control of the Hall Master. Perhaps he followed the adage that ’where water flows most clear, there are no fish,’ and simply couldn’t be bothered to intervene within a certain scope.

When poor, one focuses on personal integrity; when wealthy, one works for the benefit of all. Best to manage one’s own plot of land well.

Soon, the doors to the Military Supply Department opened, and someone inside shouted, "Line up properly, folks, first come, first served, collect your materials in order..."

All the sect representatives who had come for the materials neatly queued up. Then the staff guided everyone inside, allowing people to enter one after another to collect their materials.

Hu Yunlai was relatively close to the front, and judging by the situation, it seemed there was no need to worry about not getting the supplies. Relieved, Lin Chen and the others found an open space on the other side of the queue and sat down.

"Indeed, there are many people here. It was not in vain that Old Hu came early to queue up. Otherwise, if we ended up in the very back of the line, who knows, they might say there’s none left by our turn..."