My Brother Lin: Ruthless and Taciturn

Zhao Minghui's death stirred no ripple in Lin Shuguang's heart.

The Special Management Bureau's missions had always carried the risk of casualties—a fact everyone knew before joining.

But the complete annihilation of Zhao Minghui's team still sent a shockwave through the entire bureau.

After all, it had been years since such a major casualty incident occurred.

Especially since among the fallen was a "well-known" figure like Zhao Minghui.

Zhao Minghui's death sent First Department Director Hong Baiqing into a blazing rage, and his massive clash with the new face from Third Department, Lin Shuguang, spread through the bureau like wildfire.

It also opened many old-timers' eyes wide.

Hong Baiqing commanded high authority in the bureau; no one had ever dared act recklessly before him. Yet yesterday, someone nearly cut him down with a single blade—such a thing was far too rare.

Inevitably, this added some weight to the unseen Lin Shuguang in everyone's minds.

If he dared cut down even Hong Baiqing, what about the rest of them?

More importantly, everyone now knew that the infamous Fist Demon, Yan Hai, had died at Lin Shuguang's hands.

So just how strong he was became a matter of great curiosity.

The outside world's curiosity and probing were all blocked by Demon Martial's towering walls.

Aside from Cao Chao, Han Yi, and Ma Wei, who had contact with Lin Shuguang, only a handful could access his files. So no one guessed that this renowned madman, Lin Shuguang, was studying at Demon Martial just a stone's throw away.

Bare-chested, Lin Shuguang swung his blade in the forest, training.

Whether it was related to his rapidly advancing cultivation, the speed of comprehending Martial Dao Will seemed to have slowed considerably.

"Could it be that the higher the cultivation, the slower the comprehension? But that logic doesn't hold..."

Lin Shuguang shook his head.

That was just his nature—if he couldn't figure something out, he wouldn't dwell on it. Why waste time racking his brains over something he wasn't even sure about? Better to simply upgrade his cultivation.

Three million points down.

Cultivation: Bone Forging 34 Rings (4)

Three consecutive breakthroughs, and thunder-like explosions roared inside Lin Shuguang's body.

Overwhelming power enveloped the surroundings, and the forest was suddenly swept as if by a violent storm.

Hu Shaoqing, watching from a distance, showed a face full of terror.

His voice trembled: "Teacher... just how strong is he?!"

Time flew by.

Lin Shuguang's intensive training at Demon Martial was nearing its end.

On the stage.

Yan Kai's face was as stern as ever: "This hundred-day intensive training is about to conclude. During this time, I believe you've all gained some understanding of your own martial path. I'm pleased you've persisted to the end. The hardships you've endured, the sweat you've shed, even the blood you've spilled—I've seen it all...

Demon Martial's intensive training has never been a place for gilding one's resume. I made that clear from the start... Some of you thought yourselves gifted and looked down on others. I think this hundred-day training has given you a very clear understanding of yourselves..."

At this point, many students in the Elite Class unconsciously looked toward Lin Shuguang.

When it came to the most memorable people and events of this period, none were unrelated to that man in the distance!

A man from a remote small city, yet in the dazzling metropolis of Magic City, he trampled arrogant young masters, cut down Demonic Cultivator experts, killed gods when gods stood in his way, slew demons when demons blocked his path—living with utter freedom.

Awe was inevitably mixed with envy.

Lin Shuguang paid no attention to the complex gazes, calmly listening to Yan Kai's next words.

"Two days from now, the training ends. Everyone returns to where you came from... The official semester starts September 1st, so you'll have about twenty days of rest... I want to warn you—don't think twenty days of rest is a good thing. Remember, people more talented than you are still training hard. If you're thinking about eating, drinking, and having fun, come September, you'll be crying."

Yan Kai added a few more notes—no sharing experiences from this period outside, no privately teaching the techniques and Martial Skills learned...

When the meeting dispersed.

Meng Shenzhou sidled up: "Old Lin, are you going home in two days?"

Lin Shuguang nodded: "Going back."

Meng Shenzhou said urgently: "Don't! Stay in Magic City for a couple of days. I'll show you a good time—food, lodging, everything's on me."

Lin Shuguang smiled: "Next time. I've already bought my ticket."

Meng Shenzhou had to drop it, turning to Chu Xiongtian: "So are you two leaving together?"

Chu Xiongtian nodded with a smile: "If Young Master Meng finds Magic City boring alone, why not come with us to Huai City? It's not as bustling as Magic City, but there's still fun to be had."

Meng Shenzhou's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea. I'll think about it. I've never left Magic City before..."

As the three chatted, Lin Shuguang received a call from Huang Qisheng. The smile on his face instantly vanished. "Where are you? Alright, I'm on my way."

He stood up decisively to leave.

Meng Shenzhou was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Lin Shuguang said casually: "Something came up. You guys go eat."

Meng Shenzhou stood to follow: "What is it? I'll handle it for you."

Lin Shuguang shook his head. "It's nothing. Alright, you two go eat."

Meng Shenzhou wanted to say more but was pulled back by Chu Xiongtian, who whispered, "Brother Meng, let's eat. You know Brother Lin's temper—if he says it's nothing, then it's nothing."

Meng Shenzhou sat down and said faintly, "In his eyes, isn't killing someone also nothing?"

Chu Xiongtian froze, smacking his lips.

Damn, that actually made sense!

Ten minutes later.

Huang Qisheng stood before Lin Shuguang, his face bruised and swollen.

Lin Shuguang looked down at him. "Who did this?"

"The Yisheng Business." Huang Qisheng didn't complain, just pulled at his aching mouth. "I bought fifty tons of top-grade Silver Phosphorus Ore from them, but I found they'd mixed in defective goods. When I caught them and went to reason with them, not only did they deny it, they directly laid hands on me. It wasn't just me—all our workers got beaten too."

"Yisheng Business?" A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Shuguang's mouth. "They dare to cheat me? They'd better have the capital to back up their arrogance. Take me there."

Huang Qisheng cautiously reminded him, "Sir, I've heard that this Yisheng Business has some connection with someone from the Special Management Bureau. If we go directly, won't we stir up a big mess?"

Lin Shuguang stood up, a man of few words and ruthless action:

"Even if the Heavenly King himself showed up, it wouldn't matter."

Huang Qisheng decisively shut his mouth and took a deep breath. Since Lin Shuguang wasn't afraid, why should he be?

"Sir, this way."

At the entrance of Yisheng Business, a clerk spotted Huang Qisheng showing up again and immediately shouted, "Call the brothers! Someone's here to cause trouble!"

"Bam!"

Before the man could finish his sentence, he was sent flying by a single kick, blood spraying from his mouth as he crashed through over a dozen counters.

Lin Shuguang stepped forward, his face expressionless.

In an instant.

The entire Yisheng Business fell into dead silence.