None of the people from Beining City attended the Special Affairs Office's reception that evening. Some factions that did not know the truth readily believed Wang Haibo's explanation-[Ms. Zhang Ying was feeling unwell and went back early.]
The few who actually knew the truth, however, kept glancing at Lin Shuguang and the other "tough customers" from Huai City.
Their gazes were especially cautious when they looked at Lin Shuguang.
"Director Lin, these people in the Provincial Capital really are rich." Bai Heng looked at the lavish restaurant, sounding a little envious.
They had probably secured quite a bit of provincial funding for this exchange alone.
This spending was far more extravagant than anything back home.
Lin Shuguang remained unruffled. "They have an excellent location here, with plenty of Hunting Groups, so they collect more in cuts... Our good days are still ahead."
Bai Heng's eyes lit up. He leaned closer and asked quietly, "Director Lin, what do you mean?"
Lin Shuguang smiled faintly and shook his head without answering.
With the recent World Anomaly, the Blood Desolate Land was showing clear signs of revival. When that happened, the number of Hunting Groups in Huai City would certainly increase. As the overseeing agency, the Special Management Bureau would receive a substantial cut every month.
That evening, Lin Shuguang and the others were taken to the hotel the Special Affairs Office had booked in advance. Alone in his room, Lin Shuguang still wasted no time and began cultivating.
He was getting closer and closer to breaking through to the Twelfth Heaven, which meant Mystic Profundity was just around the corner!
Lin Shuguang smacked his lips. "Isn't it a little childish to keep encouraging myself like this?"
With a soft chuckle, he closed his eyes again and began cultivating.
Because of Pei Xi's