Although he didn't quite understand why he was being sent to the capital, Elder Zhao was Lin Xiao's superior, and he nodded in agreement, "Okay, Commander, I will head over later."
"No need to rush, just sometime this year. Come when you have the time. There are some things I think I should pass on to you," Zhao Yuanchao said.
"Things?"
This piqued Lin Xiao's curiosity. What things?
However, it was clear Zhao Yuanchao had no intention of telling him immediately. After speaking, he left.
Lin Xiao scratched his head. Why would someone say only half a sentence? Wasn't that forcing him to go back?
Afterward, he prepared to calmly recover his true qi.
The net doctor hurried over.
"Brother Xiao, are you alright?" he asked, producing a pack of silver needles and some surgical tools.
"Put them away. I'm fine. If I weren't, you wouldn't be able to save me," Lin Xiao quickly stopped him. "If those old seniors came to do anything to me, you still wouldn't be able to save me."
"Yes..."
The net doctor breathed a sigh of relief. He, who usually had no curiosity about unnecessary matters, surprisingly asked this time, "Brother Xiao, why were they looking for you?"
"For the path."
"Path?"
"They are currently lost, and I hold the compass," Lin Xiao explained simply. "And, only I have the compass."
Although he didn't fully understand, it sounded incredibly impressive. He nodded, understanding somewhat.
Lin Xiao sighed, "Let's not talk about these things. There's something more pressing!"
"What is it?"
Lin Xiao pointed to the not-yet-fully-repaired window in the bedroom: "This thing."
"..."
The net doctor opened his mouth, this was beyond his capabilities.
...
In the evening, as Luo Qinghan entered the house, she noticed the signs of construction. People were still working overtime upstairs.
"What happened?"
Luo Qinghan took Lin Xiao's hand. "Did our house get robbed?"
"Not exactly a thief," Lin Xiao quickly replied. "I encountered an enemy, and I accidentally went a bit too hard. I broke their balcony, along with ours."
"That serious?"
Luo Qinghan quickly took Lin Xiao's hand and examined it. "Are you alright? Not injured?"
"Of course not."
Lin Xiao quickly said, "It's just that we probably won't be able to sleep in our bedroom for a few days."
"That's fine. We have plenty of spare rooms anyway. We can just stay in one with Xuan'er."
This matter was thus glossed over.
During dinner, Luo Qinghan continued to condemn Lin Xiao's enemies, and Xuan'er also chimed in, clamoring to catch the bad guys.
Lin Xiao gave an awkward smile. Wasn't he the bad guy?
The next day.
After Lin Xiao dropped the two children off at kindergarten, he stiffened as he got out of the car. He quickly saw the children inside and then looked to the side.
In the familiar breakfast shop, six of the most powerful elders in Long Country today were gathered.
They were all sitting there slurping noodles.
However, their outward appearance gave no indication of their true age.
When a Grandmaster entered the Ming Xin Realm, their aging would slow down, so they all still looked like middle-aged men. Combined with their lifelong practice of martial arts, their physiques were far better than those of young people today.