Chapter 115

The night was deep, on the street in front of Lin Gong Guan, a row of armored vehicles had just come to a stop.

""Seal off the entire street for me." Before getting out of the car, Lin Yu instructed Zhou Wei.

The headlights of the armored vehicles lit up the street, and armed soldiers quickly set up roadblocks at both ends. Just then, a middle-aged man in military uniform stepped out from the shadows.

""Stop him!" Zhou Wei shouted sternly.

Several submachine guns were immediately aimed at him. The middle-aged man raised his hands, showing no fear whatsoever: "I am Chen Mingyuan, adjutant to Commander Yang, here specially to deliver a message to Director Lin."

Lin Yu was about to step up the stairs when he heard this and stopped.

""Director Lin!" Chen Mingyuan called out loudly, "I've been waiting here for two hours. Commander Yang would like to invite you to a simple meal together."

The soldiers' guns remained steady. Chen Mingyuan continued, "Commander Yang said that the situation in Shen City has been delicate lately, and there are some matters he wishes to discuss with you in person, Director Lin."

Lin Yu lit a cigarette, the ember glowing faintly in the darkness: "Since Commander Yang is so sincere, then please have him come here."

Chen Mingyuan blinked: "This..."

""Just have the meal here." Lin Yu exhaled a smoke ring, "Tell Commander Yang I'm waiting for him here. As for the food..."

He turned his head to look at Zhou Wei: "Go, have the kitchen prepare a fine meal."

Chen Mingyuan's face showed embarrassment: "But Commander Yang is already..."

""Then have him reschedule." Lin Yu cut him off, his tone leaving no room for argument, "That's settled."

Having said that, he turned and went up the steps. Behind him came Chen Mingyuan's slightly anxious voice: "Director Lin..."

""One hour." Lin Yu didn't turn back, "If it's more than an hour, I'll go to sleep."

The mansion's gate slammed shut behind him. Zhou Wei glanced at Chen Mingyuan still standing where he was, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

""Commander, Lin Yu..."

""I understand." Yang Chengdong stood by the window, gazing at the night over Shen City, his voice tinged with fatigue.

Chen Mingyuan wanted to speak but hesitated: "But..."

""He's doing this to intimidate me." Yang Chengdong gave a self-deprecating laugh, "But that's fine; it saves us from having to eat out and watch for eyes from all sides."

""Commander, regarding the Sun Family..."

""The Sun Family?" Yang Chengdong sighed, "Qin Chang'an that brat is restless these days. Even if I now declare my support for him to inherit the position of Security Commander, they might still not let me off."

Chen Mingyuan blinked: "Why? But you..."

""Because I command the troops of a division." Yang Chengdong turned around, "In the entire Security Army, my prestige is second only to Commander Qin. That in itself is a threat."

""But you are the Young Commander's uncle!" Chen Mingyuan grew somewhat agitated, "This personal connection..."

""Personal ties?" Yang Chengdong snorted coldly, "In the eyes of these aristocratic clans, what counts as kinship? The struggle for power has always been bloody. You don't not know how Commander Qin rose to power back then, do you?"

Chen Mingyuan fell silent. That episode remains a taboo in Shen City to this day.

""Uncle?" Yang Chengdong walked to the coat rack, took off his overcoat, "At a time like this, this identity is actually a burden. They'll think I might use this connection to covet the position of Security Commander."

""So you're going to see Lin Yu tonight..."

""Lin Yu is an interesting fellow." Yang Chengdong put on his overcoat, adjusted his collar, "He doesn't play by the rules, which actually gives us an opportunity."

""What opportunity?"

""Let's go." Yang Chengdong glanced at his watch, "Go, have the car readied. Since he wants to meet me at Lin Gong Guan, I'll go see this young supervisor."

""Yes."

A military jeep pulled up slowly outside Lin Gong Guan. Yang Chengdong looked through the window at the armed soldiers outside, his brows slightly furrowed.

These soldiers' equipment and alert posture clearly marked them as an elite unit.

Every intersection was covered by heavy machine guns, and even the armored vehicles were positioned for crossfire.

""Commander..." Chen Mingyuan opened the car door, his tone tinged with unease.

Yang Chengdong adjusted his uniform and strode toward the mansion's gate. Before he could get close, two fully armed soldiers crossed their rifles to block his path.

""Please show your identification." The lead soldier's voice was ice-cold.

""This is Commander Yang!" Chen Mingyuan grew somewhat irritated, "You..."

""It's a routine check." The soldier cut him off, "Everyone must be searched."

""Outrageous!" Chen Mingyuan snapped, "Do you know who Commander Yang is?"

Yang Chengdong, however, waved a hand: "Follow the rules."

He spread his arms, allowing the soldiers to search him thoroughly. Chen Mingyuan could only endure his anger and submit to the inspection. The whole process lasted nearly ten minutes, even Yang Chengdong's sidearm was temporarily confiscated.

""Please follow me." A person resembling an officer stepped forward.

Passing through the brightly lit courtyard, pushing open the heavy carved doors, the first-floor lounge finally came into view. The air was filled with the aroma of fine cigars, mixed with a faint hint of tea.

Lin Yu sat on the leather sofa, one hand holding a cigar, the other fiddling with the tea set. Hearing the footsteps, he didn't even lift his head, continuing to brew tea at a leisurely pace.

""Director Lin." Yang Chengdong stood at the doorway.

""Commander Yang has arrived." Lin Yu continued to sit with his legs crossed, his gaze on the teacup, "Please have a seat."

That simple word was laden with condescension. Yang Chengdong watched Lin Yu's nonchalant demeanor, a flicker of something else passing through his eyes.

This young supervisor really gives no face. Yet recalling the equipment and training level of those soldiers at the gate just now, Yang Chengdong felt reassured.

With such military might as his backing, Lin Yu indeed had the right to put on airs before him.

""Tea or alcohol?" Lin Yu finally lifted his head, his gaze falling on Yang Chengdong's face.

""Tea will do." Yang Chengdong sat down opposite him.

Lin Yu nodded and slowly poured him a cup of tea. The tea fragrance wafted, but the atmosphere at the moment made one feel as if sitting on pins and needles.

The tea aroma curled about, yet Lin Yu suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

""Commander Yang, I have a rough idea of why you're here." He flicked ash from his cigar, "Qin Chang'an has gained the support of the other three young masters, leaving you unable to sit still, right?"

Yang Chengdong's hand lifting the teacup paused slightly.

""You are the commander of the Security Division, your prestige in the military is extremely high." Lin Yu exhaled a smoke ring, "But now, your status as an uncle has become a burden instead. Qin Chang'an will not tolerate any potential threat."

Yang Chengdong's pupils contracted slightly. He hadn't even spoken a word when Lin Yu had already made his situation and thoughts crystal clear.

"; So," Lin Yu turned his head, gaze like a torch, "; You came to test my attitude? Even... want to gain my support?";"

The living room fell silent for a moment. Yang Chengdong looked at the young man before him, a hint of chill rising in his heart. He had originally prepared some remarks, planning to probe slowly, but he hadn't expected that the other party would expose his true intentions in just a few words.

This Lin Yu is far more terrifying than he had imagined.