Tycoon War God-Chapter 598: Someone Will Kill Him!

The battle in Suzhou left countless dead and injured. Lin Mu had slaughtered hundreds, and the world was shaken to its core!

However, the specific details of this battle were completely suppressed, with no one daring to speak of them. After all, from the Three Clans and Five Families to the Huang Family of Harbor Island, countless powerful factions were involved. This was to say nothing of the Southeast Military Region and Shen Cheng of the Dragon Protection Hall. Furthermore, the gag order had come directly from the Military Department, silencing everyone involved.

But everyone knew this matter was far from over. It wouldn’t be long before the situation erupted once again. When it did, it would undoubtedly alter the landscape of Huaxia.

...

"Lin Mu, I have to go," Qin Luoli said, preparing to leave after the great battle.

"So soon?" Lin Mu asked, surprised. It wasn’t easy for her to come to Suzhou, and he was reluctant to see her go.

Qin Luoli rolled her eyes. "I have a lot of work. Do you think I’m like you, with nothing to do?" Fearing he might be upset, she gave him a hug. "Alright, don’t be mad. The next time we meet, I’ll spend some quality time with you."

She gave him a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth, her cheeks flushing slightly. "And next time... let’s have a child."

The meaning behind her words was unmistakable. For someone as strong-willed as Qin Luoli to say something so intimate in front of so many people, it was clear she had made up her mind. The members of the Divine Machine Camp and the dignitaries from Handong Province all averted their gazes, pretending they hadn’t seen or heard a thing.

Touched, Lin Mu held her close. "Okay. But you have to promise me you’ll take good care of yourself."

"Don’t worry, I’m not a child," she reassured him.

Noticing that Kong Lin was getting anxious from waiting, Qin Luoli pulled away. "You should head back now. No matter how long it takes, I’ll be waiting for you to come for me."

Before Lin Mu could react, she kissed him one last time, then turned and waved a decisive hand to her entourage. "Let’s go!"

At once, all the dignitaries from Handong Province saluted Lin Mu and departed. They had arrived quickly and left just as abruptly. For some reason, watching Qin Luoli’s retreating figure, Lin Mu felt a sharp, unsettling premonition. Just as he was about to call out her name, his phone rang.

"Kid, you’ve really stirred things up this time!"

It was Xiao Xuan on the line. From his tone, he didn’t seem angry; on the contrary, he sounded quite pleased.

"What are you so happy about, old man? You lost quite a few of your people this time," Lin Mu replied, his goodwill toward Xiao Xuan growing. He knew that for this old guardian of Huaxia, a man known for being ruthless and decisive, the recent events must have put him in a difficult position. The fact that Xiao Xuan could speak to him in such a lighthearted tone made it clear he was on his side.

"They were nothing but a bunch of worthless parasites. Killing them just saved me the trouble," Xiao Xuan snorted. He then added with deliberate schadenfreude, "However, there are a few stubborn old-timers who are definitely not fond of you now."

"It doesn’t matter. I don’t care." Lin Mu truly didn’t. In the world today, there were very few people he had to take seriously.

"Hmph. I know you, Lin Wudi, are formidable, but there are people in this world who can handle you," Xiao Xuan’s tone turned solemn. "You’ve met Shen Cheng, right? Even with Shen Lang’s personal intervention, he’s only a candidate for the Dragon Protection Hall. He’s still a long way from becoming a true member. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

Lin Mu frowned slightly. Even with Shen Lang’s personal backing, Shen Cheng can’t become a formal member? Just what is the origin of this Dragon Protection Hall?

"Don’t dwell on it," Xiao Xuan continued. "Your primary mission now is to train the Divine Machine Camp and win the championship in the grand competition. You probably don’t know this, but I founded the Divine Machine Camp in my youth. It pains me to see it decline year after year."

"Alright," Lin Mu replied with a small smile. "I’ll bring a championship back for you. With my abilities, winning a title for the Divine Machine Camp is as easy as lifting a finger."

"Don’t get complacent, kid," Xiao Xuan warned. "You’ve met Zhou Dalong from Sichuan-Shu, right? Xiang Yunlong is always boasting about how amazing he is, though I think he’s just average. However, you need to be wary of the person backing him."

Xiao Xuan has a point. No matter how strong Zhou Dalong is, he’s just a mortal. Wasn’t he completely in awe of me last time? But he has someone backing him, too?

"Have you heard of Wang Ye of Wudang?" Xiao Xuan asked. "That kid is considered a true genius in today’s Martial Arts World, and as it happens, he’s Zhou Dalong’s brother-in-law! For some reason, Zhou Dalong managed to convince Wang Ye to help train his troops for this competition. Now he’s going around declaring that Sichuan-Shu has the championship locked down."

There was an unspoken weight in Xiao Xuan’s tone, making it clear that the title from this grand competition was critically important.

"It doesn’t matter," Lin Mu said confidently. "Whether his name is Wang Ye or Zhang Ye, I’ve already laid claim to that championship!"

"Haha, that’s the spirit!" Xiao Xuan laughed. "I’ll be waiting for your good news then. When you win the grand competition, I will personally present you with the award!"

With that, Xiao Xuan hung up.

「Capital.」

Xiao Xuan put down the phone, a wry smile on his face. You arrogant brat. You make it sound so easy, but that Wang Ye is no ordinary man. Even Shen Lang has to give him a wide berth. You’ve finally met your match this time.

Just then, Han Xiaochuan walked in. "Commander, Yao Kuohai has sent people to Suzhou."

This made Xiao Xuan raise an eyebrow. "What? He still wants to cause trouble for that Lin kid? Hasn’t he learned his lesson?"

Han Xiaochuan wore a strange expression. "No, sir. I heard he’s going to ask the Chief Instructor of the Divine Machine Camp to kill Lin Wudi."

"What?" This time, even Xiao Xuan was stunned. Ask Lin Mu to kill Lin Wudi? What in the world is Yao Kuohai thinking?

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan burst into roaring laughter. "Hahaha! That little idiot is doomed to try and steal a chicken, only to lose all his rice! He’s in for a rude awakening!"

Han Xiaochuan could only shake his head with a mix of amusement and pity, already mourning for Yao Kuohai in his heart.

...

「Martial Alliance Headquarters.」

Yao Kuohai stared intently at a computer screen replaying the battle in Suzhou. "This Chief Instructor of the Divine Machine Camp is truly invincible! Even the great Spirit Seer had to kneel at his feet!"

Although the footage was blurry, the man’s figure indistinct, and the audio nonexistent, Yao Kuohai was ecstatic. News of the battle had been suppressed, with no one daring to reveal a single detail, but he had still managed to find out one crucial fact: the man was the Chief Instructor of the Divine Machine Camp. If I can convince him to act, Lin Wudi is as good as dead!

At Dongting Lake, Lin Wudi slaughtered three Grandmasters in a rage. And I... I was forced to kneel and apologize in front of everyone. It was the greatest humiliation of my life!

A young man in the uniform of a Martial Alliance Deacon approached respectfully. "Advisor Yao, the other Elders believe Lin Wudi is a great talent who must be recruited into our Martial Alliance. They’re planning to bring him in, and... and also..."

"And what?" Yao Kuohai’s expression turned grim.

The young man lowered his head. "The other Elders also want to appoint Lin Wudi to the position of Martial Alliance Elder..."

He never finished his sentence. With a loud CRASH, Yao Kuohai smashed the computer screen to pieces.

"Hmph! Lin Wudi killed my guards and humiliated me in front of thousands! This is a blood feud; we cannot exist under the same sky! And they want to make him a Martial Alliance Elder? What a ridiculous fantasy!" Yao Kuohai seethed, his eyes bloodshot with murderous intent.

The young deacon’s scalp prickled with fear. "But..."

"No buts! Lin Wudi will not join the Martial Alliance, and he certainly will not become an Elder!" Yao Kuohai’s face twisted into a savage grin as he laughed in a fury. "Because someone is going to kill him!"