"Mr. Qin."
After they returned to a villa in the city, Zheng Tenghui hurriedly found Qin Lin. "My father can't speak," he said. "What should we do?"
"His throat was sealed with sorcery energy. It's nothing serious, don't worry."
"There. He'll be fine after some rest. There won't be any lasting side effects."
After retracting his Spirit Origin energy, Qin Lin looked gravely at Mr. Zheng. "You need to be cautious from now on, but he probably won't target you anymore."
"Whether you're in Hangcheng or Jinling, if anything unusual happens, find me or the Qilin Guard."
"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Qin, Miss Lan."
The now-recovered Mr. Zheng immediately bowed deeply to Qin Lin and Lan Yue.
"We didn't do much." Lan Yue shook her head, her expression complex. "The person you should be thanking is Captain Deng."
