Watching Weiwei leave, Lin Hui remained expressionless. He folded the letter and went back to his room.
He hadn't been lying. His parents' business had taken off. His old man was a truly impressive businessman, with profits much higher than before. He had even opened a branch store.
And as for him, though Qingfeng Temple's reputation had plummeted, he was still alive and well, and his martial prowess was intact.
He couldn't beat the Black Dragon Sect, but dealing with common thugs was still no problem. His personal safety was still assured.
So, financially, the only difference was that he could no longer help support his family. That was all.
Back in his room, he sat cross-legged on a cushion, his gaze naturally falling to the Blood Seal's information panel at the bottom of his vision.
'Nine-Section Swift Sword evolution complete.'
A line of small text had been floating there for several minutes.
