"What was with that attack the moment you got back? What's going on between you and the [Divine Temple]?" After examining the Cyborg corpse on the ground, Si Qianjun turned to look at Lin Shuguang.
The two stepped aside, and Lin Shuguang said quietly, "We fought before in the Demon Capital. I killed quite a few of their experts."
He paused, then stressed again, "Yes, they really were all experts, even though I killed them all."
The implication was that he was even better than they were.
Si Qianjun couldn't help laughing and scolding him. "You're taking this pretty well, aren't you? They've come to kill you, and you're still in the mood for deadpan jokes?"
Lin Shuguang shrugged, as though throwing caution to the wind. "Chief Si, you know my temper. I don't care what their [Divine Temple] thinks. I'll kill however many come."
Si Qianjun froze, then looked at him with a smile after a long moment. "You know, word of that fiery temper of yours has already spread throughout the bureau. That's good. I'll issue a mission next. Starting tomorrow, Huai City will launch a systematic, citywide purge! If the [Divine Temple] dares attack you, they'd better be able to bear the wrath of our Special Management Bureau!
"But understand this: once you accept this mission, the Demonic Cultivators will inevitably target you. Assassinations like this will only become more frequent. Do you still dare accept?"
Turning his head, he met Lin Shuguang's deep, calm eyes. "Why wouldn't I? They dare make trouble for me because they aren't afraid of me. In that case, I'll keep killing until they are!"
Si Qianjun laughed heartily. "That's my boy! I was right about you!"
After saying goodbye to Chief Si and the others at the Special Management Bureau,