Published: March 2, 2025
The communication was connected, and both sides fell silent.
Until Lin Haifeng's voice came through the communicator: “Little Snow, you go out first.”
“Let her stay!”
Wen Yu interrupted Lin Haifeng's words, his tone unfriendly and his words directly aimed at Lin Tianxue.
“Little Snow?”
“Lord Wen Yu.”
From the other end of the communicator came Little Snow's cold voice. In a daze, Wen Yu seemed to recall their first meeting in M City.
At that time, Little Snow appeared to be naive, but her abilities were already impressive. Coupled with the tough years she had faced, Wen Yu couldn't help but admire the Lin family; in many ways, they were indeed exceptional beyond the ordinary...
The memory was cut off by Wen Yu, who coldly said, “I want to ask you one thing: did you send someone to the Spirit Realm Treasure Land to steal the foundation level skill upgrade scroll?”
“Yes.”
Lin Tianxue admitted without hesitation—there was no room for concealment, nor was there anything to hide.
“Then do you know that the foundation level skill upgrade scroll is something I need?”
“I didn't know, Lord.”
Whether Lin Tianxue knew or not was irrelevant; the item was already in Wen Yu's possession. Moreover, Wen Yu himself did not believe he had any charm that could make the military willingly deliver all the good things to him.
That was unrealistic.
“Then do you know that the woman you are chasing, named Sun Xuewei, is the daughter of an old friend of mine?”
“I didn't know, Lord.”
Lin Tianxue's tone from the communicator remained cold, yet she seemed completely unaware.
“Well, now you know, right?”
“I know.”
Still, there was no hint of emotion in her voice, and through the distance, Wen Yu couldn't guess the expression on Lin Tianxue's face—which, in fact, was devoid of any expression.
“Remember, this is the last time. Lin Haifeng, take care of your daughter!”
He warned Lin Haifeng seriously—not just to manage his daughter but also to advise him to refrain from playing these messy little tricks in the future.
Wen Yu firmly believed that Lin Haifeng would definitely understand the implication behind his words.
“Beep beep beep…”
The communication was cut off. Wen Yu returned the communicator to his Spatial Ring and turned to look at Sun Xuewei, who was already standing upright supported by a tree, slowly frowning.
The daughter of an old friend...
This was troublesome.
Interpersonal relationships were inherently complicated. Wen Yu was glad he didn't have such complexities in his life. However, the fact that he owed a favor to Sun Ruixing was undeniable. Wen Yu wasn't a good person, but he couldn’t repay kindness with resentment either.
Moreover, Wen Yu had just remembered that he seemed to owe Sun Xuewei two things—well, after putting on an act, he naturally had to bear the consequences himself.
So...
“The foundation level skill upgrade scroll will definitely not be given to you. In exchange, I can offer you three SSS-level skill scrolls, and I'll help you settle today's matter. Well, you should have heard the content of the communication just now; the main culprit in this incident is Lin Tianxue, the darling daughter of Lin Haifeng, the big boss in Beijing. Forget about revenge, but I can guarantee that you won’t have to bear any pressure from the military in Beijing in the future, and I can make sure they look after you a bit—well, that's about it.”
Aside from the three SSS-level skill scrolls being an extra expenditure, the rest was easily resolved with Wen Yu's words—indeed, he no longer needed to clarify anything further. Lin Haifeng would understand how to treat Sun Xuewei and her little team going forward.
But that was where it ended; further care...
People must rely on themselves. Wen Yu was strong, but he couldn't support idlers.
After saying this, Wen Yu calmly looked at the woman before him.
Sun Xuewei looked quite decent, probably scoring around seven or eight points in beauty. There was a hint of her father's features in her brow.