Seven days had passed since the Spring Festival.
Besides spending time with his family, Lin Shuguang did not forget his cultivation.
With the cultivation resources he had pried out of Si Qianjun during this time, the funds Huang Qisheng had provided, and his allotment of treasure medicine from the Ancient Coin Merchant Association, all four of his Four Attribute Points had exceeded eight thousand, bringing him another step closer to the ten-thousand mark.
His mental power attribute points, in particular, were approaching nine thousand.
After leaving the cultivation room, Lin Shuguang showered and changed into fresh clothes. Bai Heng, who had been waiting for some time, handed him the intelligence he had organized for review.
He read through the Seventh Department's recent mission records. Things had clearly improved considerably since before his return. Their number of completed missions had risen from last place to the top three, and morale in the Seventh Department had recovered.
He then took the documents to Si Qianjun's office.
"When are you heading to the Demon Capital?" Si Qianjun asked.
"Soon. Next week." Lin Shuguang was not particularly eager to return to Demon Martial.
The Demon Capital was certainly enormous compared to Huai City, but for Lin Shuguang as he was now, what he needed more was cultivation resources, not an atmosphere conducive to cultivation.
Si Qianjun nodded and said nothing more.
After handing in the documents, Lin Shuguang returned to his own office.
Xu Jie called, his tone irritatingly cheeky. "Old Lin, did you miss me?"
Lin Shuguang chuckled. The guy had not changed. "Why didn't you come back for New Year this year?"
Xu Jie replied, "I entered a competition here before New Year, so my parents just came over to spend the holiday with me. How about you? Found yourself a girl