121: Holiday balance gone in the blink of an eye!

“There’s no use thinking so much.”

Lin Yuan quickly adjusted his mindset, returning to his usual devil-may-care demeanor.

“Didn’t Old Zhou tell us to wait for orders?”

“Waiting for orders means paid leave!”

He did a carp sit-up, rising from the sofa, his eyes sparkling.

“Adjutant Su, do you have any plans?”

“I heard the snow mountain hot springs here are good, and the Qin Family also has a millennium Snow Lotus. Later, I’ll have Qin Hai get it to stew some chicken soup to nourish you.”

“Work, after all, requires a balance of work and rest!”

Su Wanqing looked at him expressionlessly, her gaze clearly indicating she thought he was an idiot.

She took a deep breath.

“Before our ‘vacation’.”

Her voice was icy.

“Did you forget something?”

“Forgot?” Lin Yuan was startled, counting on his fingers.

“The monsters are all cleared, the spoils of war are divided, the report is submitted… I didn’t forget anything?”

He looked innocent.

Su Wanqing didn’t speak.

She simply raised her hand and pointed towards the large hole punched through the Kunlun Pavilion.

Lin Yuan followed her finger.

Oh.

Lin Yuan remembered.

It seemed… he had forgotten something.

“Let’s go.” Su Wanqing turned and walked away.

“To deal with the aftermath.”

Lin Yuan pouted and followed her.

“Tsk, what a hassle.”

...Outside the Kunlun Pavilion.

Those elite members of the Kunlun Branch Bureau, along with Qin Hai, were trying to get Wei Zheng out of the pit.

But they didn’t dare to move him carelessly.

Wei Zheng’s bones were almost shattered; one wrong move and he might die on the spot.

Just as they were sweating anxiously.

Two figures walked over.

The moment they saw Lin Yuan, the Kunlun elites froze, their faces pale as if they had seen a ghost.

Lin Yuan ignored them.

He walked directly to the edge of the pit, squatted down, and observed the “pile of mud” in the pit with interest.

“Hey.”

“Captain Wei?”

“Still breathing?”

Wei Zheng’s eyelids in the pit twitched, seemingly wanting to open, but he was powerless.

“Tsk tsk tsk.” Lin Yuan shook his head.

“You, at such an old age, and a Captain of the Kunlun Branch Bureau, a B-rank Expert, why couldn’t you think straight?”

His voice reached everyone’s ears.

“Coming here to steal my credit, is it interesting?”

“Next time, think clearly before acting.”

Lin Yuan’s voice still carried that lazy tone.

But the chill in his words lowered the surrounding temperature by several degrees.

“If there’s a next time…”

“It won’t be as simple as lying here.”

As he spoke, he extended a finger and gently tapped Wei Zheng’s forehead.

“Zzzzz—”

A wisp of electric arc flashed across his fingertip.

“Uh ah—!!!”

A scream erupted from Wei Zheng’s throat!

His body, which had been like a pile of mud, suddenly arched and convulsed violently!

His tightly shut eyes also widened, filled with bloodshot terror!

He woke up.

Awakened by sheer pain!

“Don’t be modest.” Lin Yuan withdrew his finger, stood up, and brushed dust from his hands.

“Free physical therapy, helps activate blood circulation and remove stasis.”

He gave a kind smile to the terrified Kunlun elites.

“Why are you standing there stunned?”

“Hurry up and carry your Captain back?”

“Yes! Yes!”

The few people, as if waking from a dream, scrambled into the pit, carried out the still twitching Wei Zheng, and fled as if for their lives.

Lin Yuan watched their disheveled backs and nodded in satisfaction.

Hmm.

Now, the aftermath was completely resolved.

He turned around, faced Qin Hai, and put on another kind smile.

“Clan Chief Qin, you see, to deal with your Qin Family’s mess, I’ve been fighting and thinking, under a lot of mental pressure.”

Qin Hai shivered and quickly bowed: “Yes, yes, Supervisor Lin has worked hard, the entire Qin Family is endlessly grateful!”

“What’s the use of just gratitude.” Lin Yuan patted his shoulder, “I need to recuperate and recover my damaged body and mind. Clean up your best courtyard here. Oh, by the way, I heard your snow mountain hot springs are good? Arrange that too, I need some physical therapy.”

Thus, the following days unfolded in a strange yet orderly manner.

On the first day, Lin Yuan comfortably moved into the most central and Spiritual Qi-rich courtyard of the Qin Family Fortress.

On the second day, under the pretext of “analyzing the potential contamination of spiritual plants by abyss creatures,” he had the Qin Family kitchen stew a century-old spiritual ganoderma into chicken soup.

On the third day, under Su Wanqing’s supervision, the people from the Kunlun Branch Bureau completed the cleanup and registration of all monster corpses, while Lin Yuan soaked in the Qin Family’s exclusive geothermal hot springs for an entire afternoon.

On the fourth day, the fifth day… Just as the people of the Qin Family and the Kunlun Branch Bureau gradually got used to the lifestyle of this “Supervising Officer” lord, a week had passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Family Fortress.

In the most luxurious courtyard, Lin Yuan was wearing a silk bathrobe, half-reclining on a rocking chair in the yard, wearing sunglasses, basking in the sun.

On the small table beside him were sliced spiritual fruits and the Qin Family’s secret pastries.

A Qin Family maid was quietly refilling his hot tea.

During this week.

Lin Yuan truly experienced what it felt like to be a local despot.

Zhou Weiguo told him to “stand by,” and he really didn’t hold back at all.

He comfortably took over the Qin Family Fortress in the name of “Abyss of Suppressing Prison Supervising Officer.”

Living in the best rooms, eating the most precious spiritual ingredients, using the top-tier Cultivation rooms… Qin Hai even treated him like an ancestor, greeting him morning and evening, reporting work, fearing any inadequacy in hospitality.

The entire Qin Family, from the Elders down to the guards, looked at him with nothing but awe.

Lin Yuan enjoyed this feeling very much.

The only minor flaw was Su Wanqing.

This woman was simply an emotionless robot, doing nothing but Cultivating every day.

Lin Yuan invited her to soak in the hot springs, but she said she had no time.

Lin Yuan asked her to taste the millennium Snow Lotus chicken soup, but she said she didn’t need it.

Lin Yuan dragged her along to “inspect” the Qin Family, but she kept a cold face the entire time, not saying a word.

“Alas.”

Lin Yuan took off his sunglasses and sighed.

“Life is truly as lonely as snow.”

He picked up a pastry, threw it into his mouth, and smacked his lips.

“The taste is good, but there’s no electric flavor at all, bad review.”

Just as he was lamenting.

A familiar roar came from the horizon.

From far to near.

Lin Yuan looked up, squinting.

A transport plane with the Dragon Shield Bureau emblem appeared in the sky above the snow mountains.

“Holy crap.”

The leisurely expression on Lin Yuan’s face disappeared.

He sat up from the rocking chair.

“So fast?!”

He complained wildly in his heart.

It’s only been a few days!

I haven’t had enough hot springs yet!

Qin Hai said the snow mountain giant lizard barbecue I ordered won’t arrive until tomorrow!

This paid leave just started, how is it already over?

Zhou Bapi wasn’t even this ruthless!

Su Wanqing’s figure appeared at the courtyard entrance.

She had already changed into a capable combat uniform, looking heroic and spirited.

“The plane is here.”

Her voice was, as always, clear and cold.

Lin Yuan looked at her, then at the circling transport plane in the sky, and let out a long sigh.

He stood up, stretched, and took off his silk bathrobe, revealing the casual clothes underneath.

“Let’s go, Adjutant Su.”

“Back to overtime.”