Capital City, the Wang Clan.
The Wang Clan estate stood in the western suburbs of Capital City, spanning a thousand mu, with green mountains at its back and a clear blue lake before it.
At that moment, in a study deep within the estate, Wang Chongwen, head of the Wang Clan, sat by the window with an ancient book in his hands, but his gaze was not on its pages.
He was waiting for someone.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, unhurried, steady, and firm.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in." Wang Chongwen put down the book.
The door opened, and Wang Zhenshan walked in.
He wore dark casual clothes that day, his face resolute and his presence composed.
He was not only the leader of the Demon Suppression Bureau's East China Special Operations Group, but also a member of the Wang Clan, and one of its most influential representatives outside the family.
"Brother." Wang Zhenshan sat down at the desk, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, and drained it in one gulp.
Watching him, Wang Chongwen's lips curved slightly.
"You're still as casual as ever."
"Why put on an act in my own home?" Wang Zhenshan set down his cup and looked at him. "You called me back because of that Lin Jin, didn't you?"
Wang Chongwen nodded, picked up a file from the desk, and pushed it toward Wang Zhenshan.
"This is your Demon Suppression Bureau's latest internal assessment of Lin Jin. I had someone retrieve it."
Wang Zhenshan took it and read through a few passages, his brow gradually furrowing.
"Estimated combat strength at or above the middle Transcendent Stage Realm, bloodline rank SSS-Rank, over ten types of abilities, danger rating S+..." He read out several lines, then looked up at Wang Chongwen. "Since when