Chapter 219: The Overall Situation Comes First, Be a Villain for Me!

Central City, inside Xiao Hong Lou.

Ying Lin stood before the television, like Qin Shi's most loyal fan, closely following the other's schedule.

From entrance to challenge, he missed not a single detail.

"This guy, how can he be so alike!"

Ying Lin tilted his head and drained the high-proof liquor in the square cup, eyes fixed on the tall figure standing at the center of the ring, victorious over the Biological Armor.

Shen Zhangyuan was like that back then, like the Sun shining over Hengzhou, overshadowing his peers.

"Shen Zhangyuan at least had Mo Zhen Ting to contend with! Qin Shi is now utterly invincible!"

Zhou Yuanchen is a defeated subordinate, Zhang Hai can't match him either……"

Ying Lin subconsciously clenched his fist, the thick cup body cracking under his squeeze.

Is He Lanchan's inheritance truly so terrifying?

Pushing a poor student from Old Factory Street onto this grand stage of Central City?

"Luo Bing, is everything settled?"

Ying Lin picked up his mobile terminal and dialed the encrypted phone.

"Young Master Ying, I handle things, you can rest assured."

Luo Bing seemed to be driving, rolling down the car window, wind rushing in, his voice intermittent:

"People found, from Yingzhou, all Black Households.

Even if investigated afterward, dead or alive, they can't implicate Young Master Ying.

I deliberately left some clues, using Ying Clan Haizhou's corporate account.

No matter how much sincerity Shou Er Ye offers, Nanhuang Dojo's direct disciple will be assassinated again.

Such a major matter cannot be calmed, reconciliation is destined to be impossible."

Hearing Luo Bing was confident and certain.

The heart Ying Lin had been holding slowly settled, and he praised:

"When I leave this godforsaken place, the account in the clan foundation will be managed by you from now on."

Wind howled outside the car window, Luo Bing said:

"Young Master Ying, thank you for your cultivation and trust over these years.

Promoting me from an unknown investment bank runner to my current position.

I will never forget your kindness in this lifetime!"

Ying Lin's memories were stirred by these words, feeling deeply moved, his gaze distant:

"Yes, many years passed in a blink. I remember our first meeting, it seemed to be in an office building in Haizhou.

Back then, I had just left the clan, preparing to join the Great Expansion movement.

Coincidentally I saw you, found you interesting, so I glanced at your resume, and then chose you for my team……"

"It's not like that, Young Master Ying."

Luo Bing's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Ying Lin frowned.

He never liked being interrupted when speaking.

Especially by a subordinate.

But considering Luo Bing's steadfast loyalty, Ying Lin suppressed the anger rising in his heart.

"Oh?"

"That office building was called Hengfu Building. I staked out there for half a month, just hoping Young Master Ying would appear, to seek an opportunity."

Luo Bing held his mobile terminal, turning to gaze at Central City's prosperous night view.

"I come from a Satellite City under Haizhou, my parents barely paid for my university, my talent in the Martial Path and Spiritual Path is not outstanding. At best I just touched the Professional Realm, hard to advance further."

My choice of major also isn't advantageous; the best case would be entering a financial consortium, serving as a translator or clerk, sent to the Borderlands for training, tempering my qualifications……"

Ying Lin gradually grew impatient, he had no leisure to listen to a subordinate's confession:

"Luo Bing, these old matters can be discussed later. You need to keep an eye on Qin Shi; those few Yingzhou people can't threaten him. Besides Yu Weiyi from Nanhuang Dojo, the Governor's Mansion will surely provide security measures."

Luo Bing ignored Ying Lin and continued on his own:

"I waited at Hengfu Building for a long time, finally seeing Young Master Ying. The suit I wore that day was borrowed from someone; I remember it deeply, recalling it every year.

You didn't look at my resume, nor look at me properly, only asked if I had been in the student council, then said our student council's etiquette department girls had great figures, there was a party at night, I could come over."

Ying Lin's brow knit tightly; he vaguely felt something was wrong. Luo Bing usually spoke little, why was he chattering endlessly today?

"At night I brought my resume again, but it was finally thrown into the living room trash can. I could join Young Master Ying's team because you discovered I mastered linguistics, and I used it to help you flirt with a Yingzhou girl at the party."

Luo Bing pressed his lips, facing the mobile terminal and said:

"Young Master Ying, from beginning to end, you were just my boss, I was merely your employee.

There is no loyalty attribute between us. So, Young Master Ying, goodbye.

It's time we part ways."

Crack.

After speaking, Luo Bing actively ended the call.

He put away his mobile terminal and respectfully looked toward Ying Huang sitting opposite.

"Thank you, Shou Er Ye, for giving me a chance to prove myself."

Ying Huang held an exquisite wine glass in his right hand, slowly turning it, the rich liquid swaying, each time rushing to the rim and falling back.

He did not look up at Luo Bing, nor accept this "loyalty," but played with interest in this "boring game" full of childish mischief.

After a moment, he finally spoke:

"I have always respected everyone equally, or rather, disrespected everyone equally. Because when I was very young, my mother once told me a truth: those who regard themselves as 'masters' are often the most foolish."

"Masters are superiors, and superiors always take the subordinates' bowing and scraping, their fawning and ingratiation, for granted."

"But the latter will remember it firmly, regarding it as endured humiliation, waiting for the day they no longer need to depend on the superior, and then settle the score multiplied several times over!"

"Everything has a price. This is the insight I gained upon entering Xu Yang Heavy Industry and taking the seat of Chief Executive Officer. Every time I defeat an opponent, win a game, the reason is actually very simple: I excel at finding 'traitors'."

"Those who are the most loyal, the most sycophantic, who believe they have contributed the most — they are the potential traitorous elements."

Luo Bing bowed his head humbly, completely daring not to look directly at this First Sequence Heir of the Ying Clan.

He considered himself good at concealing his inner thoughts, but before Ying Huang, he was almost defenseless.

Naked, exposed, seen through at a glance!

"The branch of Xu Yang Heavy Industry will reserve a suitable position for you."

Ying Huang picked up the wine glass, sipping lightly.

"I hope that one day, your resume can land on my desk."

"Rest assured, I won't throw it into the trash can."

Luo Bing's heart shook; although he clearly knew this was empty talk from a superior pulling at heartstrings, he still couldn't help but feel invigorated.

He slowly stood up, and without turning around, quietly withdrew.

The porthole gently rose, switching to cruising mode; the flying vehicle, which had been cruising slowly, suddenly accelerated.

Old Li, standing steadily to the side, finally spoke:

"Young Master Shou, discarding a direct-line clan member without the Family's permission — you will likely face enormous pressure."

After Ying Huang's warning, Old Li had already made his choice.

He believed that following Young Master Shou, who was suspected of having joined the Restoration Faction and become a core pillar, held greater prospects!

"Don't the Family elders often tell us that in all matters, the overall situation must come first?"

Ying Huang's expression was relaxed, not taking it to heart.

"Moreover, what I have shown is not an olive branch thrown out by the Ying Clan."

"It is merely my personal, unilateral sincerity."

It is merely my own one-sided sincerity.

……

The battle ended, yet Qin Shi was still savoring the aftertaste of that move — a Heart Momentum finishing blow fusing "Swift as Wind" with "Qin Lü Ru Huo".

He seemed to have faintly touched the threshold of the Professional Realm, understanding what the so-called "Trait" was.

"The Amateur Level martial path still remains at the stage of accumulating 'Attributes'; once one steps into the Professional Level, those Attributes undergo a qualitative change from quantitative accumulation, beginning to condense a brand-new 'Talent Panel'."

Qin Shi understood it this way; the Eagle-Hooked Nose Man he had just faced, his Nishasha School Dragon Devour, was indeed highly threatening.

The moment he struck, he firmly locked onto Qin Shi's own Qi mechanism, making it almost impossible to break free.

But Qin Shi operated the Hundred Aspects Refining Momentum, Wind and Fire combining.

In that instant, the Spirit Gate that had been opened resonated with the other Three Great Limits.

Causing his spirit to sublimate, unleashing a finishing blow with multiplied power.

"Once I further comprehend Immovable as Mountain, Unfathomable as Yin, plus Moving like Thunder."

"The Five Great Heart Merged as one — I wonder what kind of 'Domain Trait' can be refined?"

Qin Shi clenched his fist, carefully sensing the rich Heavenly Light within his Hundred Bones.

Half a step and another half step — just when will it finally be pressed enough to break through?

Recalling Old Zhang's admonition, he had a bit of a headache.

This step of the Universe Furnace Secret Canon is far too difficult.

One must hold back until the furnace is about to explode, only then can one naturally cross into the Professional Level.

Having dealt with the three Yingzhou men blocking the way, Qin Shi slowly gathered his Breath, and after several Grand Cycles, returned to the initial stage.

Dealing with the three Path-blockers from Yingzhou, Qin Shi slowly gathered his Breath, and after several great circulations, returned to the initial stage.

Huo Erwen, who had long since jumped off the flying vehicle and had been worrying anxiously, hurriedly asked.

"Just loosening the tendons and bones; tonight's banquet was too boring, just right for some exercise."

Qin Shi shook his head; on the Stele Panel that had evolved once, the 【Breaking and Conquering】 Achievement flashed bright.

"Weapon Mastery +1? That counts as somewhat useful."

One of the Pillars, 【Heaven and Man】, was indeed not as generous as the other few.

Only giving a few trifling bits.

"Audacious! Truly audacious!"

Huo Erwen's face was full of indignation; this was the most bustling district of Center City, yet an assassination was openly launched on the traffic line.

Simply not putting Tai Jun Adult in their eyes at all!

"I must demand an explanation! Governor Tai will certainly give us an accounting!"

Huo Erwen was somewhat beside himself with anger; with great difficulty the Taian Metropolitan Area had regained face.

Qin Shi now was not only the Patrol Department's political achievement, but could equally add luster to his own resume.

Absolutely not the slightest mishap could be allowed!

"Brother Huo..."

Qin Shi was about to persuade him to calm down, when several official cars bearing Center City Security Bureau plates arrived at high speed.

This inconceivable efficiency stunned both him and Huo Erwen for a moment.

"We received a report from an enthusiastic member of the public, stating that an illegal battle occurred here on Line One."

"We received a report from an enthusiastic citizen that illegal fighting is occurring at Line One."

Several Senior Cadres of the Security Bureau expertly collected the bodies, cleaned up the scene, and provided appeasement on the side.

"Sorry to have frightened everyone."

One of the Senior Cadres wore an apologetic expression.

"In broad daylight, openly assassinating the Champion of our Hengzhou Hundred Strong Competition! Truly outrageous! When we return, we will definitely investigate with all our strength... Sorry, I need to take a call first!"

That Senior Cadre turned sideways, held the Mobile Terminal to his ear, and his expression grew increasingly grave as he listened.

A few minutes later, the call ended.

"Qin Classmate, I just received a report call from an enthusiastic member of the public; they provided some clues..."

Before this Security Bureau Senior Cadre could finish speaking, the Mobile Terminal Qin Shi had placed by Senior Sister's side buzzed and vibrated.

"Your call, Little Qin Shidi, Master is calling."

Old Yu handed the Mobile Terminal over.

Old Zhang?

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling that tonight's assassination was like some kind of signal.

He took the Mobile Terminal, Old Zhang's voice dark and hoarse, like a night owl:

"Little Qin."

"I'm here, Zhang Master."

"Activate your authority as Successor of the Nanhuang Dao Guan."

Qin Shi was slightly stunned, then his eyes lit up, as if he understood the reason behind it.

"Zhang Master, let me collect this debt? Wouldn't it be better if you personally stepped forward?"

The hoarse, owl-like aged voice fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke again.

"The dead are gone; even if I grind the Ying Clan to dust and scatter their ashes, A Yuan cannot come back to life.

I understood this point long ago, but my heart cannot get past it.

When I was young, I only encountered monsters and freaks, unparalleled talents; I lost more than I won, and that sharp energy had no way to be vented.

By the time it was my turn to throw my weight around, I was already old, and rarely took action."

Qin Shi listened silently; from the words Old Zhang spat out, he vaguely sensed a trace of desolation and a trace of unwillingness.

But within this dejected emotion, there was mixed an extremely intense arrogance and ferocity.

"I fought in the Star Cup, calling myself the 'Nanhuang Fierce Man,' thinking that others would tremble at the sound of my name.

When I was young, reading storybooks, there was a term 'fierce name renowned'; Master said it wasn't a good thing.

But I thought it wasn't bad, and then set this life's wish: to be an arrogant great fierce man!

The result? After finally making a name for myself, I was beaten miserably by Qi Wuxiang, nearly losing half my life."

A sigh came from the Mobile Terminal; the hoarse, owl-like voice spoke calmly:

"I killed the direct descendants of the Ying Clan, stared down Ying Lin so he dared not step out half a pace, and made Mo Qihuan of the Education Bureau see the Nanhuang Dao Guan's signboard and lose sleep at night... All just to be a great fierce man.

Little Qin, make this trip for me; the Nanhuang Dao Guan's signboard must ultimately be carried by you.

Your reputation is more important than this old thing of mine, buried in yellow earth up to the throat."

Qin Shi remained silent.

Old Zhang was using Ying Lin's life to pave his own path.

"Don armor and wield weapons, Hundred No Taboos. This is the ultimate of our martial men!

Let Central City, and the others among the Hengzhou New Stars, from now on hear Qin Shi's name—not only respect it, but fear it!"

After Old Zhang finished this sentence, he said no more.

Qin Shi looked at Third Senior Sister Yu Weiyi, then looked at the Security Bureau people.

Suddenly he grinned and said:

"Zhang Master, just watch. You once used your double fists to establish the Nanhuang Dao Guan's might; today I must not tarnish your old man's reputation."

"Good, then go."

Inside Xiao Hong Lou!

Slap!

Ying Lin slammed the terminal in his hand down hard, his eyes red, like a gambler who had lost everything.

"Ungrateful dog! Luo Bing, you ungrateful wild dog! If it weren't for me picking you up, could this wild dog of yours have established itself in Haizhou? How dare you betray me!"

Ying Lin raged helplessly, venting his emotions; regarding Luo Bing's sudden backstab, he felt more bewilderment and surprise.

He asked himself that the treatment he gave was more than enough—a person from a Satellite City outside Haizhou, able to enter the Ying Clan's direct descendant team and become a personal steward.

Was such grace not worth dedicating loyalty to?

"Wild dog! After eating good food for a few days, you think you're human!"

Ying Lin grabbed a Square Cup and smashed the television to pieces; it was replaying, just stopping at the shot of Qin Shi entering the arena and looking back.

He seemed exhausted, losing strength and collapsing into the wide sofa.

If Luo Bing betrayed him.

Then the assassination targeting Qin Shi.

Must also have problems!

"Escape..."

Ying Lin urgently wanted to leave.

But he discovered he dared not step out of this Xiao Hong Lou even half a pace.

What if it's a trap?

Deliberately luring him out of the "safe zone."

Dong dong.

A very polite knocking sound interrupted Ying Lin's train of thought.

"Anyone home? Nanhuang Dojo delivering warmth to your doorstep."

A calm, warm young voice drifted into the house.

(Chapter End)