Private Invitation

Five minutes later, Lin Shuguang left the other residence, which had already been reduced to ruins.

No matter how hard Yan Qingnan's mouth was, it could not be harder than Lin Shuguang's blade. Just like Yan Li in the cave not long ago, these two men who appeared utterly loyal to their masters were, in truth, only tough talkers.

He set the entire estate ablaze.

Flames roared as more and more people gathered, whispering and speculating about what had happened there.

Yet Lin Shuguang, who had orchestrated it all, had already vanished.

He did not return to the Elemental Ore, nor did he go to Demon Martial.

Instead, he was in a pavilion dozens of li away.

"Why have you come here?"

In the distance, mist-shrouded waters stretched as far as the eye could see.

Lin Shuguang glanced over listlessly before turning toward Silver Seraph. The man had come all the way from Huai City, and Lin Shuguang refused to believe he had come simply because he missed him too much.

If this was merely official business, this area did not belong to Silver Seraph, either. Qianmian was in charge here.

Thinking about it this way, Silver Seraph's actions invited deeper scrutiny.

Silver Seraph silently gazed at the lake. "You've grown faster than I imagined."

Lin Shuguang raised a brow.

He shot him a glance. "What, do you want to fight me?"

Silver Seraph shook his head and slowly said, "We're allies, not enemies. I came to discuss a deal with you."

Lin Shuguang chuckled softly.

He still remembered how cold and chuunibyou this angel had been when they first met, unwilling to say even an extra word. Now, though, Lin Shuguang had apparently rubbed off on him, and he had learned to negotiate business as well.

"Let's hear it."