The Lin's Patriarch is weird.

Chapter 41: 41. Huang Guangzhou, a blood ben—cultivstor.

"Enter."

A calm voice sounded from within the room and the waiter slowly pushed the door open before stepping aside.

"Please."

Lin Xuan entered first, followed by Lin Zhaoyue and Lin Zhaoxi.

The waiter closed the door behind them before leaning toward the man seated inside.

He lowered his voice and whispered a few words into the man’s ear.

The manager’s eyes briefly flickered toward Lin Zhaoyue before he gave a subtle nod.

"You may leave."

"Yes, Manager."

The waiter bowed once before quietly withdrawing from the room.

Silence settled over the chamber before the manager calmly gestured toward the seats opposite him.

"Please, have a seat."

Lin Xuan did not rush to comply.

Instead, he first helped the two little girls onto their chairs before taking his own seat between them.

Only after everyone had settled did he meet the manager’s gaze.

The manager smiled faintly before introducing himself, "I am Su Qingci. I’m currently the manager of Blue Sea restaurant. My waiter informed me that you wished to meet the owner. May I ask for your reason?"

Lin Xuan turned his head slightly toward Lin Zhaoyue. freewebnovёl.ƈom

Before he could speak, a voice echoed within his mind.

"Papa. Tell him we wish to purchase information with information."

Lin Xuan’s expression remained perfectly composed.

He looked back at Su Qingci without the slightest hesitation.

"We’re here to make a trade."

Su Qingci raised an eyebrow.

"What kind of trade?"

Lin Xuan calmly rested a hand on the armrest of his chair.

"We wish to purchase information."

He paused just long enough for the room to fall silent. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"And the price we’ll be paying... is information of equal value."

Su Qingci calmly picked up his teacup and took a slow sip before setting it back onto the table.

"The Blue Sea Restaurant appreciates every customer however we have little interest in exchanging information for information."

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Our organization has operated for many years. The information we possess far exceeds what most people could ever imagine."

"If Patriarch Lin wishes to purchase intelligence, spirit stones would be a far more practical form of payment."

Lin Xuan simply nodded.

"I see."

He neither argued nor tried to persuade him.

Instead, he casually asked,

"Is that so? In that case... I suppose your organization has no need for information regarding the blood cultivator, Huang Guangzhou."

The instant that name left his lips, the room fell deathly chill.

An invisible pressure descended without warning as Su Qingci’s gentle smile vanished completely.

A terrifying killing intent erupted from his body, causing the teacups on the table to tremble violently.

Even the air itself seemed to freeze.

Lin Zhaoyue instinctively shrank behind Lin Xuan while Lin Zhaoxi stared in confusion.

Facing that overwhelming pressure, Lin Xuan remained seated.

His gaze did not waver in the slightest.

Boom!

An equally powerful aura burst forth from his body.

The invisible pressure filling the room shattered instantly as the two forces collided head-on.

Neither side yielded an inch.

For a brief moment, the entire private room trembled under the clash of two Golden Core experts.

Su Qingci’s eyes narrowed.

Ninth Layer?

He had expected the Patriarch of the Lin Clan to possess some hidden strength.

He had not expected him to have reached such a level.

The killing intent slowly receded.

After several moments, Su Qingci finally withdrew his aura altogether.

He looked at Lin Xuan with completely different eyes.

"I truly didn’t expect the Patriarch of a small family to hide himself so deeply."

His voice remained calm yet the surprise within it could no longer be concealed.

The room fell silent once more.

On the other hand, Lin Xuan calmly rose to his feet and gently patted Lin Zhaoxi’s head before looking toward the two little girls.

"Let’s go, we’re heading to the Dreaming Butterfly Pavilion."

Lin Zhaoyue immediately understood what he intended.

She quietly climbed down from her chair and took Lin Zhaoxi’s hand.

Only then did Lin Xuan turn back toward Su Qingci.

His expression remained calm.

"It seems we’ve come to the wrong place perhaps the lady over at the Dreaming Butterfly Pavilion would be more interested in the information we possess."

With those words, he turned and began walking toward the door.

"Patriarch Lin."

Su Qingci’s voice sounded from behind him.

"There is no need to be in such a hurry."

Lin Xuan did not stop.

"If there has been a misunderstanding, we can discuss it."

His footsteps continued forward.

"The information you mentioned, it interests us."

Only then did Lin Xuan pause before replying flatly,

"I know, that’s why I came to your establishment in the first place. But after your greeting just now I’m no longer interested in doing business."

Su Qingci’s brows furrowed.

"My actions were merely a test."

Lin Xuan let out a faint chuckle.

"A test?"

He slowly looked over his shoulder.

"You unleashed killing intent inside a room occupied by two children. If my cultivation had been even slightly weaker, would I still be standing here?"

Su Qingci fell silent.

Lin Xuan withdrew his gaze and continued toward the door.

From the moment Lin Zhaoyue had informed him that they were here to exchange information for information, he had already pieced together the general situation.

However...

The moment Su Qingci released his killing intent, any desire Lin Xuan had to continue the negotiation disappeared.

As he reached the doorway, Lin Xuan quietly sent a voice transmission without looking back.

"Young lady... You know what you did wrong today, don’t you?"

Lin Zhaoyue’s body stiffened. Never in her life has she ever heard her father called her ’Young lady’. He was definitely furious, truly furious.

She lowered her head and didn’t dare meet her father’s eyes.