222: Chapter 221 is over. Are they going to kill my whole family again?

The air in the main hall instantly froze.

Shen Tianyou turned around and looked at the steward, his gaze like a knife: "My third uncle, the LV8 Third Uncle Shen Henian, went missing while chasing someone?"

The steward lowered his head, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks.

"Y-yes."

"We have already sent people to search the place where he last appeared, but the Mist Forest is too vast, and there are LV8 demonic beasts lurking in that area..."

Shen Tianyou was silent for a long time.

Shen Junlin was missing; he could assume it was an accident, a disappearance, or even that he was harmed by Wang Lin.

But Third Uncle Shen Henian was also missing—an LV8 powerhouse, one of the strongest in the Shen Family, a domain-type Puppeteer.

Anyone capable of making him disappear must have at least comparable strength, or perhaps even be superior.

A first-year student at LV5 might be able to kill Shen Junlin, but he could not kill Third Uncle Shen Henian.

Unless... there was someone behind Wang Lin.

"Investigate. Check if there are any experts around Wang Lin."

"Find out who he contacted in the Mist Forest. Check what kind of background he has in the academy."

The steward nodded hurriedly: "Yes! I will go investigate right away!"

Shen Tianyou waved his hand, and the steward, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly retreated from the main hall.

Shen Haochen was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to move.

Shen Tianyou did not tell him to get up, so he dared not move.

"You just said that Shen Junlin was beaten by Wang Lin, had his sword stolen, and his face stepped on? Did you see those things with your own eyes?"

Shen Haochen nodded: "I saw it. That night..."

"In the alley outside the academy, Wang Lin used twin blades to defeat Brother Shen Junlin, stepped on his face, and took away his frost white sword and space ring."

"I was there at the time, but I... I couldn't beat him."

Shen Tianyou was silent for a long time. "What about the frost white?"

"It was taken by Wang Lin."

Shen Tianyou's gaze turned cold.

The frost white was a sword he had spent a large sum of money to have a famous master forge; it was made of extraterrestrial meteor iron and was one of the Shen Family's most precious treasures.

It had been snatched away by a first-year student, and his son had even been stepped on.

"Where is that Wang Lin now?"

"At the academy... he should have returned to the academy already."

Shen Tianyou nodded, said nothing more, sat back in the grand armchair, picked up the cup of cold tea, and drained it in one gulp.

"Go investigate. Find out exactly what he did in the Mist Forest."

"Find out where he was on the day Shen Junlin went missing."

"Find out where he was on the day Third Grand-Uncle went missing."

"Find out who his backer is. Do not let any clues slip by."

Shen Haochen hurriedly stood up and retreated from the main hall.

Only Shen Tianyou remained in the main hall.

He sat in the grand armchair, gazing at the night sky outside the window, the light in his eyes growing dimmer and colder.

Shen Junlin, his son. Third Uncle Shen Henian, his third uncle.

Two people, one LV5, one LV8, both vanished in the Mist Forest.

And Wang Lin, a first-year student at LV5, was connected to both.

"Wang Lin... no matter who is behind you, no matter what backer you have."

"My son's affair, my third uncle's affair, I must get to the bottom of this."

"If this is truly related to you, I will make you pay with your life."

Early the next morning, Wang Lin went to class as usual.

He found a seat by the window, placed his bag by his feet, stuck his hands in his pockets, and gazed at the grey sky outside the window.

People entered the classroom one after another; some saw him, their eyes carrying a hint of subtle detachment.

The news of the Mist Forest training had already spread, and the story of Wang Lin slaying LV5 and LV6 demonic beasts with a single slash had been fermenting throughout the academy for days.

The versions were becoming increasingly outrageous; some said he cleaved an entire mountain with one slash, others said he tore an LV7 demonic beast apart with his bare hands.

Wang Lin did not correct them, nor did he care about those gazes; he simply leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Zhao Meng walked in, saw Wang Lin, hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to him. His lips moved a few times, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"If you want to say something, just say it."

Zhao Meng took a deep breath: "Wang Lin, I heard that the Shen Family has already started investigating you."

Wang Lin opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Meng: "How do you know?"

"Shen Haochen said it. He declared that the Shen Family would never let Brother Shen Junlin die in vain and must find the murderer."

Zhao Meng paused, lowering his voice even further,

"I heard that Shen Tianyou has already sent people to investigate your background and has also sent people to the Mist Forest to look for traces you left behind."

"You had better be careful; the Shen Family is not to be trifled with."

Wang Lin looked at him, was silent for a moment: "Understood."

At noon, Wang Lin went to the cafeteria.

Just as he finished getting his food and sat down, someone walked over with a tray and sat opposite him. It was Zhou Zhenghao.

Zhou Zhenghao had a fawning smile on his face: "Wang Lin, have you heard? The Shen Family..."

"The Shen Family has already started looking for you; you need to be a little careful."

Wang Lin looked at him without speaking.

Zhou Zhenghao continued: "If you need help, just say the word. Although I don't have much of a background, I can still handle errands."

Wang Lin put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and swallowed.

"Just help me keep an eye on the Shen Family's movements."

"If there is any disturbance, let me know."

Zhou Zhenghao's eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

After finishing his meal, Wang Lin stood up and carried his tray toward the return area.

Walking out of the cafeteria, the sunlight shone on his face, and Wang Lin squinted his eyes.

Standing at the entrance, he took out his phone and dialed Zeng Aniu's number.

It rang twice, and the other side answered.

"Hello? Great nephew, what's up?"

"Uncle Niu, my family might have been targeted by the Shen Family. See if you can contact the Twelve Zodiacs and send someone to protect my family."

Zeng Aniu was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

In this day and age, someone actually dared to cause trouble for the Twelve Zodiacs' Chen Long? Were they tired of living?

"Alright, I got it. I will notify the organization. The organization provides protection for the families of its members, especially for old employees like your dad."

"Thanks, Uncle Niu."

"No need to thank me. Stay in the academy and don't run around."

The call ended.

Wang Lin put his phone into his pocket and turned to walk toward the dormitory.

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Aniu immediately dialed another number.

It rang twice, and the other side answered with a hoarseness that suggested their afternoon nap had been interrupted: "Hello...?"

Zeng Aniu sat in his office chair, leaned his Zhanma Dao against the table, and began speaking to the other end of the line.

"Old Long, your son has become quite impressive lately. He even dares to provoke an LV8 powerhouse."

The other side was silent for a moment: "LV8? Which blind grandson is it?"

"It's the Shen Family of the Holy City. Your son beat up their direct descendant and snatched his sword and ring."

"Now their direct descendant is missing in the Mist Forest; neither hide nor hair of him can be found."

"That old thing from the Shen Family, the LV8 Third Uncle Shen Henian, is also missing. Your son is the prime suspect."