Lin Shuguang already had a candidate in mind for the Seventh Section's division chief, but such trivial matters were merely small concerns to him.
After Bai Heng left, he sat alone in his office and began to ponder.
At present, Lin Yi was overseeing the Steel Alliance, expanding it every day... This was now Lin Shuguang's greatest source of wealth.
Next came the business affairs Huang Qisheng managed. Without elemental ore accounting for the bulk of the proceeds, revenue had fallen sharply... Lin Shuguang had already noticed this.
Fortunately, he had two master pharmacists working under him. Through the Blood Spirit Clone's connections, the pharmaceutical company registered in Southeast Asia was now coordinating with Huang Qisheng to expand its market in Great Xia. Lin Shuguang had been too busy lately to ask about the specifics.
Finally, there was Lin Lan, lying low on [Sacred Mountain]. Thanks to his extraordinary talent, he had already made a name for himself within [Sacred Mountain].
The agreed-upon Token Holder Tournament officially began that very day.
Eighteen horns fashioned from the corpses of ancient ferocious beasts sounded throughout Sacred Mountain, their deep blasts shaking the heavens.
Thousands of people had gathered on an enormous peak capable of accommodating more than ten thousand. A challenge platform covering hundreds of thousands of square meters had been excavated into the summit, surrounded by curved spectator stands.
"Lin Lan, how are your preparations coming along?" The speaker was Sun Yao, a Sacred Mountain apprentice who also belonged to the Main Hall. Knowing how highly the protector regarded Lin Lan, he had shown him plenty of concern lately, looking very much as though he wanted to bare his heart and become sworn brothers who would die on the same day of the same year.
"No preparations needed." Lin Lan's