C102

By this time, Tao Li, who was driving the car, already knew that Qin Lin would not help him. But even so, she would not give up her desire for revenge. Even if doing so would take her life, she would not give up.

On the east side of Kunjiang City, there was a huge manor. Entering the house was a straight road, enough for three cars to go side by side without seeming crowded. At the northernmost end of the city, in front of a small, tree-lined mountain, stood a luxurious, luxurious, and luxurious three-story villa.

The Eastern District of Kunjiang City was the best location for the development of the entire Kunjiang City. The prices here were extremely low. Ordinary people would not be able to buy a house here even if they worked their entire lives. Not to mention owning such a manor. It was enough to say that the owner of the manor was an extraordinary figure, or at least a wealthy man.

A man in a black suit walked past the manor. Their faces were serious, their eyes like scanners, falling on every nook and cranny of the estate.

At this moment, in the lobby of the villa's first floor. A man wearing a light gray Chinese tunic sat on the living room's sofa with a sullen face. "This person had a square face, wide ears, and a square nose. Under his thick eyebrows, a glint of light flashed across his slightly aged eyes.

This person was none other than the Liu Dong who the underworld people called the Kunjiang City's Underground Emperor. Anyone who came from the underworld who wished to live in the Kunjiang City had to respectfully address him as Master Liu.

Sitting in front of him was a Young man dressed in casual clothes. On his nose was a pair of expensive gold-rimmed glasses. His face gave off a sinister feeling, and his eyes were filled with the usual craftiness and cunning.

This man named Situ Xuan, although his status was not as great as "Elder Liu", he was still a person whose hands could burn easily in the Kunjiang City's underground world. He was Liu Dong's advisor, and all these years, most of the actions that Liu Dong took, were all because of him.

He was only twenty-nine years old, yet he had already made it to such a stage. In the eyes of the people, Situ Xuan was impressive. However, from his point of view, he deserved all of this. No, to be exact, he should have received more.

Relying on his thinking and even his methods, there was no one in the entire Kunjiang City who could compete with him.

"Is what you said true?"

At a certain moment, the silent atmosphere was broken by Liu Dong's words. Situ Xuan habitually pulled back the golden-framed glasses on his nose, and a strange look flashed across his eyes. He replied indifferently: "I just received news that two of our brothers were injured in his hands, and are currently lying in the hospital!"

"En!"

Situ Xuan's words did not cause too much of a reaction from him. He only let out a single syllable and there was nothing left to say. Seeing that, Situ Xuan frowned and continued: According to my investigation, this person's name is Qin Lin, he suddenly appeared three months ago. Once he appeared, he made Linjiang County's Wang Qingyuan look miserable and even forced him to marry an ugly woman. Furthermore, the person we sent to deal with Sun Jie, was also sent to the dungeon because of his appearance. "But …"

"But what?"

Liu Dong raised his head, and coldly swept a glance at Situ Xuan. It was as if he was extremely dissatisfied with his advisor's actions of keeping people in suspense in front of him.

"It's just that I don't understand why Qin Lin would be together with Second Madam!"

Hearing that, Liu Dong looked deeply at Situ Xuan, and then snorted as he stood up. He walked towards the stairs.

Don't you know? Maybe you know better than anyone?

Liu Dong didn't think that Situ Xuan was unaware of what had happened all those years ago. He pretended to be stupefied in front of him because he was afraid of arousing his displeasure. However, Liu Dong did not want to expose this matter, because Situ Xuan still held a considerable value to him, so now was not the time to abandon Situ Xuan.

Tomorrow night before dinner, I hope to see this Qin Lin fellow.

The indifferent voice finally disappeared around the corner of the stairs along with Liu Dong's voice. Situ Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, then expressionlessly started to fight, and walked out of the villa. Just as he was about to leave, he tilted his head to look at the place where Liu Dong had disappeared to. His narrow and gloomy eyes flickered with a mocking light.

After walking around the street for a while, Qin Lin did not continue to inquire about Chen Xue's whereabouts. Because Sun Jie had gone to work, the house was very lonely. Qin Lin sat in the living room blankly for a while before returning to his own room.

He had not cultivated for such a long time. If he continued like this, he would become a cripple!

With a sigh in his heart, Qin Lin locked the door and sat down cross-legged on the bed. A moment later, he closed his eyes. Not long after, his face was red and covered with sweat. If someone was here, they would've surely discovered that plumes of white smoke were rising from the top of his head. It was extremely strange.

The "Heavenly Heart Method" was derived from the supreme Daoist manual "Classic of Virtue". Countless senior experts in the Ghost Valley had repeatedly improved this method, and it was now considered to be perfect. Qin Lin's《 Heavenly Heart Arts》 was passed down to the descendants of the Ghost Valley, and was known as Gui Guzi.

In reality, every generation's disciple of the Ghost Valley had the title of Gui Guzi. Everyone in the martial arts world had agreed to this matter. Of course, the people that were mentioned here were people with great power and power. Ordinary people in the martial world would not know about the inheritance of the Ghost Valley.

The Heavenly Heart Method was divided into five levels. When cultivated to mastery, one would be able to see through all five levels, and one's physical attributes would even reach the pinnacle of what they currently had. Qin Lin was currently only at the second level. Even so, his sight, sense of smell and hearing were all far beyond ordinary people. As for his own strength, it had at least reached a terrifying four hundred jin.

Although a force of four hundred Jin sounded terrifying, it was nothing compared to the force of the collision. However, Qin Lin was very clear that there were many strong warriors in this world that were able to reach this level. Of course, this was all told to him by the old man. He had only met two people who were stronger than him. As for those two, they were both senior figures.

Following the circulation of the "Heavenly Heart Art", Qin Lin's thoughts became unperturbed. After a small circulation, he could clearly feel that the Qi flow in his body had increased by a small amount. To put it bluntly, this stream of air was called inner strength. His ability to perform those strange acupuncture techniques was inextricably linked to his inner strength.

At that moment, Qin Lin felt himself being wrapped up by a warm air, the bones and flesh all over his body moaned. The fatigue on his body was all swept away, and what replaced it was an indescribably comfortable and relaxing feeling.

After running a total of thirty-six small cycles and nine large cycles, Qin Lin finally stopped. The moment he opened his eyes, two piercing rays of light flashed from his eyes. Soon after, they returned to their original state.