As Zhang Baichuan stepped into Lin Yi's villa living room, he casually surveyed the surroundings. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as he fixed his eyes on a short saber hanging on the wall.
The short saber rested in a leather sheath, its hilt engraved with dragon marks. Most importantly, faint streams of light shimmered across the surface of the hilt.
As Captain of Linhe City, Zhang Baichuan was no stranger to such things.
He recognized at a glance that it was a Spiritual Artifact.
But why was there a Spiritual Artifact in Lin Yi's home?
Could it be that he had killed a Descender who possessed a Spiritual Artifact?
Zhang Baichuan was greatly shocked. He tried to act as though nothing had happened, but Lin Yi had already noticed the change in his expression.
Leaning back in his chair, Lin Yi took a sip of the iced cola he had just poured and smiled. "Captain Zhang, are you interested in my decorative short saber?"
"Haha."
Zhang Baichuan gave a dry laugh. The speech he had prepared beforehand suddenly would not come out.
Lin Yi had openly hung a Spiritual Artifact in his home. It was simply too shocking, and it disrupted Zhang Baichuan's train of thought.
Zhang Baichuan suddenly felt that coming to visit alone had been somewhat impulsive.
"Mr. Lin..."
"Just call me Lin Yi. Hearing you call me Mr. Lin every other sentence feels strange."
"Haha, then I'll call you Brother Lin. We're not that far apart in age anyway."
"Sure. What did Captain Zhang come to see me about? Is it related to Xiao Bo? Did he make some mistake in the team?"
"No. Liu Bo has performed very well in our team. We think highly of him."
"Then I'll have to trouble Captain Liu to look after