The matter of Xue Wuya had not caused the slightest ripple in Lin Shuguang's heart. Just as he had said before, they were not even the Sacred Mountain's equal. More precisely, a sect that could only flee from the Sacred Mountain's pursuit was not worth his concern.
He even reassured Si Qianjun and the others, "A bunch of sewer rats. Don't worry about them. I'll handle any problems that come up."
Since the Sacred Mountain and the Mysterious Sect were at odds, there was room to exploit that...
Yet while Lin Shuguang spoke so casually, the others were left somewhat dumbfounded. Profound Connection Realm experts, who seemed to them like towering mountains they could only look up to, had become "a bunch of sewer rats" in his mouth.
Although such words sounded shocking, considering how easily Lin Shuguang had killed his opponent, they hardly felt out of place.
Instead, it only made them feel that sticking close to Lin Shuguang was the only way to feel secure enough.
"He left again?"
Si Qianjun hurried back from a meeting at the provincial headquarters.
He had only just learned that the people from the city wanted to get acquainted with Lin Shuguang, a Martial Dao powerhouse. Unfortunately, Lin Shuguang did as he pleased and paid such meetings no mind. If he said he was not coming, he did not come.
Had it been any other member of the Special Management Bureau, people would certainly have criticized them. But at Lin Shuguang's level... the senior Political Department officials at the meeting had instead praised his admirable dedication to cultivation, their compliments flowing endlessly as though afraid he would never hear them.
Si Qianjun had lost count of how many times he had inwardly mocked those people.
Standing beside him, Bai Heng replied quietly,