The Blood-colored Demonic Saber appeared, once again bringing a stick of Sandalwood Incense.
At the sight of the Sandalwood Incense, Lin Shuguang knew it was time to possess someone again.
"Why do you want to save him?"
He put the question to the Demonic Saber, but in an instant, his entire soul was whisked away.
"Fuck."
Lin Shuguang knew the Blood Saber had done it deliberately to keep him from knowing too much, but that only displeased him.
After all, he was entering an unknown world with all his strength gone, which meant he would face many unknown dangers.
"Young master, what are you saying?"
When he opened his eyes, the middle-aged man with the fleshy face was looking at him in confusion.
"Wei Lin." Lin Shuguang calmly withdrew his gaze. "I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
Wei Lin froze, then quickly responded, "Yes, young master. What would you like? I'll go downstairs and buy you something."
"Whatever you think is good," Lin Shuguang said casually, surveying his surroundings. He was probably in an inn.
Before leaving, Wei Lin repeatedly warned him, "Young master, please don't go outside. I'll be back very soon."
Only after receiving Lin Shuguang's assurance did this burly yet fussy middle-aged man finally agree to leave. He closed the door carefully, seemingly worried about disturbing Lin Shuguang.
His concern was particularly genuine.
Lin Shuguang drew back his gaze as fragments of memory began surfacing in his mind.
Wei Lin had entered the Lin Residence at eight. Though he looked over forty, he was actually only thirty.
He had watched this world's "Lin Shuguang" grow up and stayed by his side as his personal attendant.
This world's "Lin Shuguang" came from the Lin Family in neighboring Qingyan City. The family had fallen on hard times, though