anwhile, within the Sky Group Headquarters.
Just a short while after the Zhu Family had been wiped out, news reached the headquarters.
"Dragon Emperor," a mber reported, "Mr. Lin has gone to Shanghai, and upon his arrival, he imdiately exterminated a major family."
"Is this information accurate?"
"It ca from the Shanghai branch of the Sky Group. They're asking if any action should be taken against Mr. Lin."
The Dragon Emperor glanced at the intelligence officer, then turned to the Mystic King and asked, "Do you know what's really going on?"
The Mystic King replied, "As far as I know, Mr. Lin went to Shanghai rely to celebrate his grandfather's 60th birthday, not for any other reason."
"Is that so?"
The Dragon Emperor pondered for a mont, then instructed the informant, "Tell the person in charge at the Shanghai Sky Group not to take any action against Lin Mo, and certainly not to provoke him."
"Yes!"
After the informant had left, the Dragon Emperor chuckled bitterly, "I really hope the people in Shanghai aren't foolish enough to provoke him; otherwise, given Lin Mo's personality, he's bound to stir up significant trouble there."
The Mystic King glanced at the Dragon Emperor and suggested, "Dragon Emperor, should I, along with the Phoenix King and the Tiger King, make a trip to Shanghai? You see, Shanghai's developnt montum might soon surpass that of the Imperial City, and it's teeming with hidden Martial Arts Masters. If Mr. Lin clashes with the various forces in Shanghai, it might very well plunge Huaxia into chaos."
"No need!"
The Dragon Emperor waved his hand dismissively, his tone grave, "The families in Shanghai are becoming too arrogant, relying on Shanghai's economic power to surpass the Imperial City and extensively cultivating Martial Arts Masters. Lin Mo's visit might just serve to shake things up, like a warning shot across their bows."
Hearing this, the people around could not help but smile wryly, "Dragon Emperor, aren't you worried that Mr. Lin might cause too much destruction in Shanghai? If he ends up trampling those business families totally, it could significantly harm Shanghai's comrcial sector, possibly relegating it to a second-tier city compared to a ga-city like the Imperial City."
"No matter, if Lin Mo does stamp down on those business families, it will likely pave the way for Die Mo Pharmaceutical to advance into Shanghai. If Shanghai ends up honoring Lin Mo, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing."
"You know, there are currently more Martial Arts Masters in Shanghai than in the Imperial City! There are even beings at the Martial God Realm!"
"What? Beings at the Martial God Realm? Shanghai's developnt is alarmingly impressive! Although we're at the foot of the emperor, compared to that, Shanghai might just be considered the first city of Huaxia."
"So, Lin Mo's trip to Shanghai might actually be a good thing for the Sky Group and Huaxia."
After leaving the Zhu Family, Lin Mo went to the street, planning to hail a cab to return to Xia ngdie and Yang Chuxue.
However, just then, a loud commotion erupted nearby.
"Oppa! So handso!!"
"Oppa, Saranghae!"
Ahead, a group of smitten Huaxia girls were fawning over a Han Country youth, about one ter eighty in height, with quite a handso appearance.
The youth from Han Country carried a proud deanor, with his hands clasped behind his back and muscles rippling, giving off an imnsely arrogant aura.
Soon, led by the throng of infatuated girls, the Han Country lad walked up to the front of a milk tea shop.
There were four other people in front of the shop already, three of whom were girls.
When they saw the man from Han Country arrive, they imdiately cupped their faces, starry-eyed: "Wow, isn't that the oppa from that TV show? I've heard he can really fight, and he's also super handso! Seeing him today, he's at least five tis more handso than I imagined!"
Upon hearing another round of adulation, the man from Han Country beca even more smug. However, when his gaze fell on the young man from Huaxia who was about to buy milk tea, he suddenly beca angry.
Then, the man from Han Country directly stepped forward and shoved the young man aside.
"Why do you cut in line?"
The young man imdiately felt angry.
The man from Han Country looked at him with utter disdain: "Do I need a reason to cut in line?"
"You..."
"You what? Get lost, loser! Don't block our oppa from getting his drink!"
"Hurry up and move."
Before the young man could even speak, the fangirls around him scornfully told him off.
The man from Han Country looked at him triumphantly: "What? Are you upset? Too bad there's nothing you can do!"
"Jerk!" The young man, infuriated, clenched his fists and threw a punch toward the man from Han Country.
"Trash!"
The man from Han Country, with a disdainful smile, delivered a kick as fast as lightning onto the young man, who was imdiately sent flying back, landing hard on the ground with two to three broken ribs, his face contorted in pain.
Though the young man was hurt, the fan girls only seed more enchanted: "Wow, oppa looks so cool even when he's fighting!"
Lin Mo slightly furrowed his brows, just about to step forward.
"Young man, are you alright?"
An energetic old man approached the injured young man, helping him up, then his gaze turned sharp: "The moral decay of society! A re man from Han Country being so arrogant within our Huaxia is truly hateful!"
"Where did this old guy co from, you can't talk about our oppa like that!"
"Exactly, old man, what do you know? Our oppa isn't just handso, his martial prowess is off the charts, he's not just so Han Country guy."
The old man, feeling angry, let out a cold huff: "Worshipping everything foreign, having you bunch in Huaxia is really the nation's sha!"
The man from Han Country chuckled coldly, looking at the old man with a slightly provocative tone: "Old Huaxia man, you shouldn't talk like that. They aren't worshipping everything foreign. It's just that your Huaxia Martial Arts is no match for our Han Country. Right now, our martial arts from Han Country is blazing its trail through Asia and even internationally, whereas your Huaxia Martial Arts can only be ranked at the bottom."
Saying this, the man from Han Country raised his little finger.
"Man from Han Country, don't get carried away. How could our Huaxia Martial Arts tolerate such an insult? In my younger days, countless Arican guys lost their lives at my hands. Even the president of South Han had to show respect!"
"Ha ha ha… Old man, those are all stories from many years ago and you're still bragging about them? Tis have changed, our Taekwondo from Han Country is invincible. If Huaxia Martial Arts is really as strong as you say, why not take on in a challenge?"
"Fine! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't realize how outmatched you are!"
Seeing the old man agree to fight, the man from Han Country's lips curled into a barely noticeable cold smile: "Good, I will grant your wish. Let's see if our Taekwondo from Han Country isn't stronger than your Huaxia Martial Arts."
(Last night, I was suddenly notified— I dislike explanations, but I'll just say sothing, you are the bread and butter and I've no intention to offend. The website is a big boss and I don't want to upset them either. Just a sneak peek, December 7th will bring a big surprise, witness it all on the 7th. Also, updates might not be frequent this week, I hope you all keep reading this book every day, that's my biggest motivation.)
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