Chapter 195 - Suppressing the Protagonist at the Start to Seize the Heroine - NovelsTime

Suppressing the Protagonist at the Start to Seize the Heroine

Chapter 195

Author: Xerzxes
updatedAt: 2025-07-26

Chapter 195

    After discussing with Lin Xiaowan, Su Lin woke up Xia Shiyu as well. Upon hearing from Lin Xiaowan that Su Lin was planning to confront the Song family, Xia Shiyu was stunned and then insisted on joining Su Lin, only to be decisively rejected by him.

    If it were just a dozen or twenty people, Su Lin wouldn’t mind having Lin Xiaowan and Xia Shiyu accompany him, but the information he received indicated the presence of over a hundred people.

    Su Lin didn’t know exactly how many grandmasters and masters were among these hundred people, so he could only ask the two women to wait for news at home.

    With over a hundred opponents, he wouldn’t be able to ensure their safety in every aspect. The thought of them getting hurt was unimaginable to Su Lin.

    After breakfast, Su Lin drove to Zhao Yanyan’s house to pick her up. Together, they headed to the Qin family’s estate, where Qin Juyue was already waiting for them at the entrance.

    The mood among the women was somewhat somber, given the uncertain outcome of Su Lin’s departure.

    “Su Lin, we’ll wait for your return.”

    “Su Lin, if you die, I’ll make sure the Song family joins you in the grave,” Lin Xiaowan stated flatly.

    “Waiting for you to come home~!!”

    “Su Lin, you haven’t taken me flying with lightness skill again yet. You’re not allowed to get hurt.”

    Feeling the sincere concern of his close female friends, Su Lin smiled and nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. You’re all just too pessimistic.”

    Thinking about the future of this world, Su Lin actually wished to show them the harshness of society, but their strengths were too limited.

    Shaking his head, “Go inside, I’ll leave once you’re in.”

    Lin Xiaowan shook her head, “You go first, then we’ll go in.”

    Not liking the atmosphere, which felt like a farewell before a dire battle, Su Lin shook his head and lightly tapped his foot on the ground, leaping away. In a few flashes, he disappeared from their sight.

    Once Su Lin had left, Lin Xiaowan said, “Let’s go inside.”

    “Yeah, Xiaowan, Su Lin will be alright, won’t he?” Zhao Yanyan asked, feeling uneasy.

    Although they were aware that a significant event might happen, they didn’t expect it to occur so suddenly, leaving Lin Xiaowan, Xia Shiyu, and Zhao Yanyan unprepared mentally.

    Lin Xiaowan assured, “Su Lin has never been at a disadvantage; he’ll definitely be fine.”

    At this moment, Su Lin was leaping through the air with He Suxin.

    He Suxin was astonished; being an ancient martial arts grandmaster who started training from a young age and had numerous precious resources at her disposal, it took her until her forties to reach the peak of grandmaster level. Yet, Su Lin was already a late-stage grandmaster at eighteen.

    There’s a significant difference between the early and late stages of a grandmaster. While the young generation in the capital entering the grandmaster level wasn’t uncommon, that was due to the early use of medicinal herbs and treasures, which made early progress faster but later stages much harder. Yet, Su Lin had achieved such high levels at only eighteen.

    He Suxin also noticed that Su Lin practiced an exceptional lightness skill, unseen and potent. Despite her extensive knowledge, she had never seen it before.

    Now, fully exerting her lightness skill, she could barely keep up with Su Lin, who seemed to be moving effortlessly.

    Su Lin felt troubled, “Old Master, it’s not up to me to calm things down. I can only do so if others are willing to do the same.”

    Seeing Su Lin’s reluctance, Qin Deshu grew a bit angry, “Do you realize that Donghai is like a powder keg right now, with countless eyes on it? I bet there are hundreds of eyes watching us from all over the country.”

    “All because of your father stirring things up by announcing two major events without consulting us. Now, Donghai won’t be able to find peace for years.”

    “Old Master, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect things to develop like this.”

    Qin Deshu shook his head, “It’s not entirely your father’s fault. Although this storm is vast, the potential gains are substantial. If handled well, Donghai could become the next Modu.”

    Li Ziyu sighed, “Grandfather Qin, you’re oversimplifying. To my knowledge, families from Modu, Yangcheng, Shancheng, and even the capital are all eyeing Donghai, ready to make their move. It’s complicated.”

    “Hehe, we are the established powers here; we’re not afraid of newcomers. Ziyu, you must manage the Li family well, especially your grandfather. You can’t afford any mistakes.”

    Li Ziyu understood Qin Deshu’s intention; he wanted her to take charge of the Li family to avoid internal strife. If Li Weifeng were in charge, he’d likely cooperate with those outsiders, causing chaos in Donghai.

    What neither of them knew was that the future of Donghai would revolve around Su Lin.

    On the private jet, Song Zhiming quietly read a newspaper. Song Chunsheng stood half a meter behind him.

    Xiao Chen was having breakfast, also planning his strategy. He was only one opportunity away from becoming a grandmaster, and he saw this final battle as an excellent chance. With so many from the Song family present, Xiao Chen unusually didn’t think of running; he wanted a fair fight with Su Lin.

    “Su Lin, after today, our grudges will be completely settled.”

    “Chunsheng, how much longer until we arrive in Donghai?”

    “Master, we’ve entered Donghai City’s airspace. We should be at the airport in about ten minutes.”

    Hearing this, Song Zhiming put down his newspaper, “Inform everyone to be ready for any emergency.”

    “Do you mean Donghai has prepared for us?”

    Song Zhiming nodded, “They’re not fools; they’ve surely made arrangements. It’s possible they’re already waiting for us at the airport.”

    Realizing the likelihood of Song Zhiming’s words, Song Chunsheng quickly relayed the message. Meanwhile, the entire Beihai small airport was under the control of the Li and Qin families.

    Su Lin, already at the control tower, spotted the approaching private jet, “Ziyu, Old Master, you can enjoy the show from here. We’ll go down to meet them.”

    “Okay~!!”

    “Su Lin, be careful.”

    Su Lin looked at Li Ziyu, then nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. If anything happens, it’ll be to those from the Song family. Today, they won’t return. This will surely hurt Song Zhiming; I’m hitting them where it hurts most.”

    Li Ziyu smiled without saying anything, feeling more relaxed seeing Su Lin so at ease. However, she wasn’t yet ready to banter with Su Lin about such matters.

    Su Lin leaped out from the third-floor window, followed by dozens of masters and grandmasters from the Qin and Li families. He casually walked towards where the plane was landing.

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