At 4 PM, Lin Yu picked up Zhao She and his crew at the airport.
Upon meeting, Zhao She warmly called out, "Master Yu."
That single phrase nearly scared the souls right out of the men standing behind him.
Despite their varying styles and appearances, their expressions became weirdly identical upon hearing this title—dumbfounded, shocked into silence.
One quick-witted guy immediately reacted, following Zhao She’s lead to respectfully call out "Master Yu" while bowing.
The others quickly caught on and started calling him Master Yu as well.
Lin Yu scratched his head, unsure how to respond, so he simply nodded to acknowledge them and intended to lead them away.
Looking at Zhao She and his men, Lin Yu felt a headache coming on.
He had brought four people; a single taxi definitely wouldn't fit them all. They would have to hail two cars and split up to get to the hotel.
While Lin Yu stood by the roadside hailing taxis, Zhao She's men looked at each other in dismay.
One of the men, who was as skinny as a beanpole, hurried forward with a fawning smile and said:
"Master Yu, take our car. We have a car."
"Huh?"
"Oh, right."
Lin Yu didn't know where they got a car, but since they said they had one, he decided to take it.
Honestly, having to take a taxi to pick up a group of tough guys like this was a bit embarrassing.
Lin Yu had successfully obtained his driver's license this summer, but he hadn't bought a car yet. Partly due to financial reasons, and also due to financial reasons.
He was poor!
The money he had on him wasn't exactly a little, but it wasn't a lot either.
Where would he get the money to buy a car?
Xia Muzhu had money and had even offered to buy Lin Yu a car.
But Lin Yu had firmly refused.
You have to be kidding.
Living in her house, eating her food—if he accepted a car from her too, he would truly become a kept man living off a woman!
Beanpole took out his phone and made a call. Very quickly, a stretched business van pulled up in front of them.
Looking at the expensive van, Lin Yu estimated the time.
From the moment that guy made the call to the van's arrival, it had been no more than five minutes.
To be able to procure a car in such a short time...
...
Lin Yu raised an eyebrow.
Zhao She had been operating in T City before. Had his reach already extended to N City, which bordered T City?
Expanding this fast—could he handle it?
Wasn't he afraid his foundation would be unstable, and that hitting a hard snag would cause the whole thing to crumble?
Smacking his lips, Lin Yu chose not to overthink it.
When it came to the underworld, he probably wasn't qualified to worry on Zhao She's behalf...
...
Arriving at the hotel, Lin Yu and Zhao She's group went to the room to discuss the plan.
Actually, there wasn't much of a plan to speak of.
The next step was to find Boss Wang Nian and make him honestly spit out everything he knew.
But awkwardly, Lin Yu knew nothing about Wang Nian. He hadn't even had time to find out his home address, so he didn't know where to look for him.
Lin Yu shared his concerns with Zhao She. Zhao She turned to look at the buzz-cut man who had come with him.
The buzz-cut man nodded to Zhao She and said:
"Brother She..."
He looked at Lin Yu, hesitated for a moment, then nodded at Lin Yu too, respectfully calling out:
"Master Yu."
"I've already had people scope out Wang Nian's home address and recent situation."
"He hasn't been staying at his own home recently; he's been hiding in a house he bought for his mistress."
"During the day, he's at a factory in the suburbs."
"He doesn't go back until after 10 PM every night."
"He's at the factory right now, and we have brothers watching him."
Hearing the buzz-cut man say this, Lin Yu looked at him in surprise.
After contacting Zhao She yesterday, a stranger had sent a friend request asking for details.
At the time, Lin Yu didn't know much either, so he only provided Wang Nian's name and the location where the conflict occurred.
Less than a day later, they had investigated everything so thoroughly?
Zhao She nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this, then turned to Lin Yu and said:
"Master Yu, you shouldn't show your face for this kind of dirty work."
"Let the four of them go tonight. Whatever you want to ask, just have them relay it over the phone."
"Okay."
Lin Yu thought about it and didn't refuse Zhao She's kindness.
Although they likely had the ability to handle things perfectly, not showing his face would definitely be safer.
After settling on the course of action, the four men Zhao She brought stood up and said:
"We'll go get ready then."
The buzz-cut man looked at Lin Yu and said:
"Once the operation starts tonight, I'll contact you using the WeChat account that added you last night, Master Yu."
"Alright."
Lin Yu nodded, and the four turned to leave.
After the four left, Zhao She also stood up. He cracked a smile; Lin Yu could tell he was trying to look friendly.
But perhaps he shared Lin Yu's trouble: having a naturally menacing face meant that no matter how he smiled, it never looked kind.
"Master Yu."
"I'll be going too. I'm meeting some old friends tonight. I'll ask around to see if anyone knows about this matter."
"OK."
"Take care."
Facing Zhao She, Lin Yu was still a bit reserved. Seeing Zhao She leaving, Lin Yu stood up to see him out.
At the door, Zhao She suddenly stopped and turned around.
Looking into Zhao She's eyes, which were as sinister as a snake's, Lin Yu's scalp tightened, and a sense of nervousness spontaneously arose.
"Master Yu."
Zhao She suddenly laughed and said:
"Actually, you don't need to be so tense when you're with me."
"Grandpa didn't just raise me; he gave me a second life."
"If he hadn't gone around begging for money to pay off that family, I would have been locked up in prison until I was over sixty."
"My brother, Zhao Dahu, is my only living relative now."
"You've done a great kindness for both of them, so naturally, you are my benefactor, Zhao She's benefactor."
"Like I said before, as long as it doesn't touch the core interests of me and my brother, what you say goes, Master Yu."
"If we do happen to cross that line..."
"Then we'll just have to discuss it."
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
