At those words, the taut tension in the living room snapped.
The arrogance on the face of the crew-cut man named Li Aotian instantly turned into livid fury.
He sprang from the sofa, jabbing a finger almost into Chen Lin's nose. His chest heaved; he was clearly furious.
"Enough, Aotian!"
The middle-aged Li Aiguo barked the command.
As that steady, mountain-like gaze swept toward him, Li Aotian became like a hunting dog suddenly seized by the throat. All his anger and defiance lodged there, until he could only glare viciously at Chen Lin and drop heavily back into his seat.
Even the sofa groaned under the impact.
Beside him, the stunning Jiang Aoxue, who had remained as silent as an ice sculpture, looked at Chen Lin with something other than scrutiny for the first time-a flicker of genuine surprise.
This man was even more interesting than his file suggested.
When Li Aiguo looked at Chen Lin again, his gaze had changed.
He reassessed the far-too-young man before him.
Facing the Guoan Bureau, Chen Lin showed no fear. With just a few words, he had even put the most unruly elite soldier on Li Aiguo's team firmly in his place.
That composure, that courage-he was no ordinary man.
"Aotian does need to work on that temper. Comrade Chen Lin, please don't take it to heart." Li Aiguo's tone softened considerably, even taking on a hint of courtesy.
He formally introduced himself. "We mean you no harm. We belong to the Guoan Bureau Special Operations Eighth Squad. My name is Li Aiguo, and I'm the captain. These two are my team members, Li Aotian and Jiang Aoxue."
Only then did Chen Lin give an indifferent "Mm" by way of acknowledgment.
"So what exactly do you want with me?"
Li Aiguo stopped beating