Lin Yun had thoroughly made a name for himself among the Direct Disciples. No one called him a coward who hid in his shell anymore. Many Direct Disciples had spread the tale of how Lin Yun had thrashed more than ten of their peers that day.
However, while his fame had grown, Lin Yun had also attracted the attention of some powerful individuals. For instance, a young man from the first tier of Direct Disciples was currently in his own courtyard, listening to another Direct Disciple recount Lin Yun's deeds.
"Oh, Sixth Layer of Primordial Ocean Realm, is he? Quite the domineering fellow. If I get the chance, I'd love to meet him." After hearing the story, the Direct Disciple, who had been sitting on a stone stool, smiled, his eyes filled with profound confidence.
As one of the twelve who had reached the first tier of Direct Disciples, this person was certainly no pushover. He was unshakably confident in himself and didn't believe Lin Yun was a match for him.
