Lin Siming

"Commissioner Yang, you needn't praise me so highly. Looking back, I still break out in a cold sweat," Lin Qing said softly.

"Young people can afford to be a little reckless. Whatever the case, Sima Yi died by your hand. That's a great achievement. I'll announce it throughout the city at once, and you may choose two more martial arts manuals from the Armory. I'll also report this to the Soul-Calming Office in Shu Province. By rights, killing a regional branch leader of the Bai'e Cult should earn you a reward from them as well," Yang Chenglu said.

"Thank you, sir!" Lin Qing cupped his fists.

After chatting a while longer, Lin Qing left.

That afternoon, Yang Chenglu issued his announcement. News of Sima Yi's death swept through the Soul-Calming Office, then spread across Prefectural City.

The Soul-Calming Office erupted. Once again, Lin Qing was on everyone's lips.

Meanwhile.

In the courtyard.

Lin Qing was drinking with Wei Dong and the others. They had just heard that Sima Yi had been killed and had rushed over at once.

"Good heavens, Brother Lin, which of you is the Evil Spirit—you or the Spirit-Devouring Demon Child? From where I'm sitting, even he can't grow as fast as you," Wei Dong said, eating a donkey-meat flatbread as he spoke.

"Exactly! Sima Yi died by your hand. Now when I, Heroine Ma, go out, I'll have glory on my face too. Let's see who dares bully me! Ha ha!" Ma Ziye laughed.

Lin Qing took a small sip of warm wine and smiled. "How many times do I have to say it? I was just lucky. Before I made my move, Commissioner Yang and Jin Yulong, head of the Golden Family, had already wounded Sima Yi badly. Otherwise, I could never have been his