Tycoon War God

Master Lin!

Master of the Three Rivers!

With Lin Mu’s identity exposed, the faces of Dai Yongqing, Long Ao, and the others instantly turned ashen.

It was in Wufeng Town, at a martial arts gathering in River City, where Lin Mu had defeated countless masters. He had even killed Liu Xianhe, the Internal Energy Peak master of the Crane Immortal Sect, to secure the title of Master of the Three Rivers.

Then came the battle at Bolan River.

He had vanquished Yun Xu with his bare hands!

Half a year later, the battle in Southern Sky.

He had slain Xing Zirong with a sword!

Tenth on the Heavenly List!

Such honors—who in today’s Martial Arts World could achieve them?

Only Lin Wudi.

And now, this renowned Invincible Grandmaster stood before them.

Before a deity, all must surrender!

Shock, disbelief, incredulity! Fear and regret!

”Lin... Master Lin, I...” Long Ao knelt on the ground, too frightened to speak.

Before this, Long Ao hadn’t taken Lin Mu seriously. He was just an insignificant nobody. No matter how skilled in combat, how could he compare to the exalted masters of the Crane Immortal Sect? One was such a person, while the other was Long Ao himself—the leader of the Six Dragons of Jiangbei, an influential figure respected and feared by all.

But when their roles were reversed, Long Ao’s shock turned to fear in a fleeting moment. Even the formidable masters of the Crane Immortal Sect, whom he once believed could solve anything, were helpless!

Now that he had lost the bet, he would have to pay with his life! The complex emotions distilled into sheer terror, and Long Ao’s body went limp.

He didn’t want to die!

But could he dare renege on the bet? To appease Lin Mu’s anger alone, the masters of the Crane Immortal Sect would strike him dead with a single sword stroke.

Lin Mu looked at Long Ao. The head of the Six Dragons of Jiangbei, a man of power who once decided life and death, was now kneeling before him like a dog, groveling for mercy. Lin Mu’s expression remained unmoved.

”You lost.”

Lin Mu uttered just two words, and large beads of sweat immediately formed on Long Ao’s forehead.

”I...” Long Ao opened his mouth, trying to explain, but words failed him.

”Master Lin, could you possibly...” Liu Zhengtang began to speak, but Lin Mu cut him off with a single glance.

Liu Zhengtang shuddered and immediately bowed his head, not daring to say another word.

”Master Lin, a thousand faults are mine, and mine alone!” Long Ao took a deep breath and said through clenched teeth, ”I didn’t know he was your brother. When the Fang Family approached me, I didn’t think much of it, so I acted against him.”

He hurriedly added, ”But I didn’t do anything to him! I just had him locked up. I didn’t kill him as the Fang Family suggested.”

As Long Ao spoke, his body trembled uncontrollably. He was truly terrified.

”Lin... Master Lin, what Long Ao said is true,” Hua Meiniang explained from the side. ”He even left the man in my care, and I did not mistreat him.”

”Zijian, is that so?” Lin Mu turned to ask Liu Zijian.

”Elder Brother Mu, they are telling the truth,” Liu Zijian replied. He didn’t want Lin Mu to escalate the situation. After all, enough people had died today.

”The Fang Family!” Lin Mu nodded, murmuring to himself, ”Very well. It seems a trip to Jiangling is inevitable!”

”Now, tell me about my company,” Lin Mu said, sitting back down in his chair and looking at Long Ao.

”The company?” Long Ao was startled and quickly explained, ”Master Lin, I merely took your brother. Dai Yongqing handled everything. I know nothing else.”

”Hmm?” Lin Mu said indifferently. ”You know nothing?”

”Yes, Master Lin! I wouldn’t dare hide a thing from you,” Long Ao said, kowtowing deeply on the ground.

”Dai Yongqing, you tell me,” Lin Mu said, shifting his gaze.

Dai Yongqing’s entire body trembled. ”Lin... Master Lin, it really wasn’t me! I’ve been wronged!” he shouted, proclaiming his innocence.

”Wronged?” Liu Zijian laughed coldly. ”Dai Yongqing, you dare claim you’ve been wronged? You embezzled company funds and secretly transferred shares to your son. When I found out, you used the excuse of a project meeting to lure the Fang Family into the company, and then you had me knocked out and taken away!”

”Am I wronging you by saying all this?”

As soon as Liu Zijian finished speaking, Dai Yongqing’s face turned pale as paper. He stammered, ”It was the Fang Family! They made me do it! They made me do all of it!”

”Including trying to kill me? Did they make you do that, too?” Liu Zijian snorted. ”Don’t think I don’t know. If your son hadn’t told me that someone wanted me alive, you would have already killed me, wouldn’t you?”

Lin Mu glanced at Hua Meiniang, who scoffed, ”Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t know he was your brother back then.”

Ignoring the woman, Lin Mu looked at Dai Yongqing and said, ”You laid hands on my brother, and then sent people to kill us after learning we were in Jiangbei. The Fang Family has raised a good dog indeed.”

”No, it’s not like that!” Dai Yongqing knelt on the ground, shaking violently in terror. ”Master Lin, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

Hearing Dai Yongqing’s pleas, Lin Mu turned a deaf ear. He asked Liu Zijian, ”Zijian, how do you want to deal with him?”

”I...” Liu Zijian glanced at Lin Mu, took a deep breath, and said, ”A traitor like him deserves to die!”

”No!” Dai Yongqing shrieked. ”Manager Liu, please, spare me! I swear I’ll never do it again!” He then turned his desperate gaze. ”Ke’er, for the sake of my relationship with your uncle, please ask them not to kill me! Don’t kill me!”

Before, Dai Yongqing would never have believed Lin Mu would dare to kill him. But now, he didn’t dare think that way. This man was a Grandmaster! A Grandmaster ranked tenth on the Heavenly List! An existence even the Crane Immortal Sect had to respect!

And he had tried to have this man killed. If he didn’t die, who would?

Su Ke’er and Liu Zijian turned their heads away. If Lin Mu were just an ordinary person, if he weren’t some ’Master Lin,’ then not only Liu Zijian but Su Ke’er herself would have been in danger on this trip to Jiangbei. This was no time for compassion.

”You...” Seeing that his pleas were useless, Dai Yongqing burst into wild laughter. ”Fine! Just fine! Kill me! The Fang Family won’t let any of you off!”

”Enough of your nonsense.” Liu Xiaolin suddenly extended a finger, pointing it at Dai Yongqing.

”No!” Dai Yongqing’s pupils shrank. ”What are you doing?” he cried out.

”Killing you,” Liu Xiaolin replied, his face breaking into an innocently cheerful smile that sent a chill down everyone’s spine. A four or five-year-old child spoke of killing so nonchalantly; it made one wonder if he would grow up to become a God of Slaughter.

”No! Don’t!” Dai Yongqing scrambled backward in terror. ”You promised not to kill me! You gave me your word!”

Liu Xiaolin tilted his head. ”You believed the words of a child? You really are stupid.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of Sword Qi shot from his fingertip, instantly piercing Dai Yongqing’s head.

Dai Yongqing’s eyes bulged. He thudded to the ground, his face a mask of despair and regret. He died with his eyes wide open.