"Ouch!"
Zhao Sanxin was taken aback, fell to the ground with a bang, and kowtowed to admit his mistake.
After the Inner Sect disciples left, Zhao Sanxin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat back in his chair gleefully.
"Did you see that? That was the newly promoted Elder Zhao Qihuan. It’s said that he was lucky enough to get an elixir from Lin Beichen, and in less than a month, he broke through to a level higher than Peak cultivation. Even he knows my name, I’m sure to prosper!"
Everyone showed a look of envy upon hearing this.
What is a servant most afraid of?
First, making a mistake, and second, their master not knowing their name.
If they make a mistake, they might be punished. If their master doesn’t know who they are, they will never have a chance to rise in the household.
If it had been someone else, Zhao Qihuan would definitely not have shown mercy.
Zhao Sanxin’s reckless words were merely given a warning, clearly showing he had caught the attention of the family’s internal list for special grooming in the future.
To the master, minor mistakes are inconsequential.
A verbal warning, rather than being a punishment, was more a sign of care for Zhao Sanxin.
Zhao Sanxin was guarding the gate today; who knows, he might be promoted to the Inner Sect manager tomorrow.
Zhao Sanxin smiled contentedly at everyone, as if he saw wealth and honor beckoning to him.
"Sanxin brother, I heard Lin Beichen is back?"
A subordinate asked cautiously.
Originally eloquent, Zhao Sanxin’s face instantly sank upon hearing this and coldly gazed at the speaker.
"Are you trying to probe Lin Beichen’s whereabouts?"
Zhao Sanxin waved his hand, and before the subordinate could react, several other subordinates rushed forward, grabbed him, and threw him out the door.
Zhao Qihuan didn’t care about Zhao Sanxin; he circled around the backyard a few times and arrived at a secret room on the back hill.
In front of the room, there stood more than a dozen Peak experts.
Their presence was thick, their eyes deep, a group of death warriors guarding the mountain gate.
"Has Chen Gongzi arrived?"
Zhao Qihuan asked carefully.
Upon hearing this, a middle-aged man emerged from the crowd and pointed inside the room.
"Chen Gongzi is inside, Elder Zhao, don’t keep Chen Gongzi waiting."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qihuan hurriedly tidied his clothes and entered the room.
Next to the room’s bookshelf stood a young man.
Zhao Qihuan felt a sense of dizziness merely by looking at his back.
It wasn’t his first time seeing Lin Beichen; he had observed Lin Beichen many times since the latter participated in the Starry Sky Association.
Back then, he was only curious about why this young man had so many elixirs but never thought things would develop to where they are today.
First, he killed Zhao Tianjie, then conquered the Medicine Immortal Pavilion, and finally even trampled Qin Wenwu to become the greatest in the world.
Lin Beichen was enveloped in a layer of green light, like an immortal walking out of the forest.
His pale green hair casually draped over his shoulders, sunlight falling on his face, revealing a slight look of contemplation on his incredibly handsome face, as if worrying about family and national affairs.
"In just one month, he has grown to this extent?"
Zhao Qihuan was thrilled and said respectfully:
"Chen Gongzi, I’ve completed everything you arranged. Miss Zhou and the others did not notice us and have safely returned home."
Lin Beichen silently nodded.
In the Jiangnan Water Village, he saw Zhou Ya, although he didn’t reveal himself, considering how much attention he’s receiving, it’s very likely someone will track down Zhou Ya’s portrait.
So for safety reasons, he immediately had someone secretly protect Zhou Ya after returning to Zhongcheng Hall.
"Chen Gongzi, the position of Zhongcheng Hall’s master has been vacant for a long time; our family cannot go without a head for a day. We’ve discussed it and would like Zhao Weinan to take on this role. What do you think?"
At this moment, Uncle Jiu said trembling.
"Chen Gongzi, Uncle Jiu’s words make sense; we all recommend Zhao Weinan for the role, please decide."
Zhao Qihuan promptly said.
Behind him, a group of elders nodded.
In the back of the crowd, Zhao Wuxing’s face twisted slightly, filled with anger.
Just over a month ago, Zhao Weinan was merely a third-rate family member, not even considered an Inner Sect disciple, her father didn’t even have the qualification to return home for ancestral worship.
And Zhao Weinan herself was even more laughable, although she was pretty, she was just a tool for the family’s marriage alliances.
At that time, Zhao Weinan admired him greatly, but he, Zhao Wuxing, never gave Zhao Weinan a second glance.
No matter how beautiful Zhao Weinan was, in his eyes, she was merely a toy.
Pretty women, he had as many as he wanted; what’s the difference with one more?
Now, Zhao Weinan had become the elders’ recommended candidate for the family head, the master of Zhongcheng Hall, and the ruler of Dragon Sleep River.
And what about him, Zhao Wuxing?
He used to be the proud son of Heaven, the rare gem of Zhongcheng Hall, but now he had nearly become a transparent person.
It was all Lin Beichen’s doing.
Hateful that he didn’t kill Lin Beichen back then, causing Lin Beichen to thrive today.
Beside Lin Beichen, an elf girl dressed in Hanfu seemed to have a hint of astonishment in her eyes, her plump red lips slightly parted as if filled with surprise.
She hadn’t expected all the elders to recommend her as the master of Zhongcheng Hall.
She knew that Zhongcheng Hall was different now.
Just over a month ago, Zhongcheng Hall was merely a third-rate force; without Zhao Tianjie, it might not even preserve the ancient clan’s legacy.
But now it was different.
Because Lin Beichen killed Qin Wenwu, Zhongcheng Hall rose rapidly with the tide, becoming a first-rate force in just a few days.
Although not a super family, Zhongcheng Hall had enough clout at this moment for various forces to give some face.
Such a force allowing a little girl to take charge?
Zhao Weinan never thought of this, and she couldn’t help but feel extremely panicked at the moment.
Lin Beichen glanced at her indifferently and said:
"Express whatever is on your mind. Whatever you want to do, I’ll help you."
Zhao Weinan bit her lip lightly, seemingly thinking.
After a moment, she faced everyone’s gaze and started laughing.
"Since the elders and Uncle Jiu jointly recommend me, I won’t refuse."
According to Zhao Weinan’s original character, she would never agree.
She was initially an ordinary girl; her dream for the past 20 years was merely to escape constraints, enter the entertainment circle, and pursue her acting dream.
In this life, aside from her parents giving her good looks, her cultivation talent was extremely mediocre, inferior to Zhao Wuxing and Zhao Yixia in every aspect.
Even if she became the family head, Zhao Weinan knew very well.
The elders recommended her not because of her talent but to give her a title, bringing her closer to Lin Beichen.
An ordinary girl had no right to be around Lin Beichen.
Even the so-called heavenly superstars were but a speck of dust to Lin Beichen.
Being the master of Zhongcheng Hall, though still laughable, at least gave her some courage.
"You are a star walking among people; I must strive to shine, or I will never touch your brilliance."
Zhao Weinan thought to herself, her eyes always fixed on Lin Beichen’s face, unable to help but be captivated.
No matter how many times she saw this man’s face, she could never remain calm.
The former Lin Beichen already made her loyal to him.
The current Lin Beichen made her soul tremble, almost worship him as a deity.
No matter if this man asked her to die, she would not hesitate.
In outsiders’ eyes, Zhongcheng Hall was Lin Beichen’s force.
If so, instead of giving it to outsiders to manage, it might as well be controlled by herself.
Even though Lin Beichen had become the greatest in the world, it’s lonely at the top; she couldn’t be sure Lin Beichen would need her.
In the back of the crowd, Zhao Wuxing clenched his teeth, blood flowing from his gums, which he silently swallowed.
Kill Lin Beichen, he must kill Lin Beichen.
No! Not just Lin Beichen, but also that bitch Zhao Weinan.
She stole everything that belonged to him; how can he let her live?
A cold wind blew.
Lin Beichen put down the book he was holding, turned to look beyond the crowd, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Zhao Wuxing suddenly lowered his head, the killing intent he just felt turned into endless fear.