The Jin Master

Lin Restaurant.

Lin Haiyang was carrying ingredients box by box out of a van with a young man sporting a crew cut.

"Oh, Boss Lin, you brought in quite a lot of stock this time. Business must be booming." The owner of the tea shop next door greeted him with a laugh.

Lin Haiyang wiped the sweat from his forehead. They were all seasoned old foxes from the business battlefield and knew perfectly well that wealth should not be flaunted, so he hurriedly waved his hands. "It's just a small business. I'm happy if I can break even."

Inside the restaurant, Mother Lin was greeting customers while Lin Xiaoxi ran around the shop holding balloons.

It was around seven or eight in the evening, right when the streets were beginning to bustle with people heading out to find food.

Not far away.

A van slowly came to a stop.

"Is that the guy?" The driver pointed at Lin Haiyang.

Someone beside him took out a photograph, compared it, and nodded. "That's him."

The driver said flatly, "Then this is the place. Bring your weapons. The boss said to break everyone's legs."

The man in the passenger seat noticed Lin Xiaoxi and asked hesitantly, "What about that child?"

The driver gave him a cold look. "Everyone. Do you not understand human speech?"

Everyone's hearts jolted. "Understood!"

The van had just opened its doors when a hand suddenly reached out and seized one of them.

Everyone inside the van froze.

The person who had arrived was none other than Lin Shuguang.

"Looking to die? Get lost!" The burly man nearest Lin Shuguang snapped back, his face full of impatience.

Seeing how young Lin Shuguang was, everyone in the van assumed he was just a drunkard from the roadside and paid him no