Only after Lin Shuguang went to the Special Management Bureau did he learn how much pressure Si Qianjun had withstood. It had come not just from Huai City's leaders-even people in the Provincial Capital had personally pressured him.
But once Si Qianjun produced the evidence of the Ye Family Patriarch's personal confession, those people backed down.
After all, no one dared make careless remarks about matters involving demonic cultivators.
"What a shame Ye Lin died..."
Lin Shuguang pursed his lips, but he did not dwell on it.
Any further investigation was the Special Management Bureau's business. He had gone after the Ye Family because they had seriously "threatened" his safety.
As for the likes of the [Blood Moon Cult] and [Black Spade], with Si Qianjun personally taking action, they probably had their hands full saving themselves by now.
Other departments were handling the subsequent interrogation of the Ye Family. Lin Shuguang did not meddle, but he did remember to ask for credit before leaving.
"Chief Si, I worked so hard this time. Do I get a reward?"
Si Qianjun paused in the middle of drinking his tea. "Wait until the case is closed. You'll get your share of the rewards then."
Lin Shuguang looked deeply disappointed. "That's ages away. How much will even be left by the time it reaches me...?"
Si Qianjun's expression darkened.
Then Lin Shuguang closed the door, pulled over the stool opposite him, and sat down, looking exceptionally serious. "Chief Si, I'm really not exaggerating! That Ye Lin was seriously strong. Those fists the size of sandbags slammed into my frail body-you can't imagine that heart-wrenching pain. It felt like even my soul was being torn apart..."
The extravagant descriptions left Si Qianjun looking bemused. "As far as I know, didn't you end up beating Ye