"Alright then, I won’t meddle in your affairs. If you need help, just say the word, I’ll fully support you here."
"Not at the moment, but maybe cut down on the smoking, it’s not a good thing."
Liu Hong paused for a moment and extinguished the cigarette.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
Leaving Liu Hong’s office, Lin Yi drove to Liang Xianghe’s place.
When he arrived at the courtyard, he saw Liang Xianghe playing chess with someone.
There were several people quietly watching beside them.
Though their appearances were unremarkable and they didn’t dress to flaunt their status,
those who qualified to watch Liang Xianghe play chess were certainly not ordinary people.
"Hey, Lin Yi’s here."
The speaker was the old man sitting across from Liang Xianghe, wearing an old-style T-shirt and bald-headed.
Seeing Lin Yi come over, he greeted him with a smile.
Lin Yi glanced at the old man, not knowing who he was, but it didn’t matter.
"Just idle, wanted to take a look around."
While speaking, he glanced at the chess pieces on both sides.
"Old man, you still need to practice your skills."
"Haha, you’re quite bold." The bald elder laughed and said:
"Even your father-in-law wouldn’t dare talk to me like this."
"That’s because I know you wouldn’t fuss over someone as minor as me, that would be beneath you."
"Nice, nice, indeed you’ve got a silver tongue."
The bald elder laughed heartily and said:
"You’re just in time. Let me introduce someone to you, grandson, come here."
The old man called over a young man in his twenties.
The young man was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with muscular build.
His physique could be matched with Sui Qiang.
"This is my grandson, his name is Ma Xiangtian. Try his skills and give an evaluation."
From the corner of his eye, Lin Yi glanced at Liang Xianghe and noticed he wasn’t looking at him.
From just this small action, he knew what Liang Xianghe meant.
"No problem, since you asked, it’s a green light on my side, we’re just short of people."
"What are you talking about? I didn’t say to open the back door for you. It’s just to test his skills, if he’s not up to par, I can’t send him your way."
"That’s the requirement for outsiders. We’re all on the same side here, no need to be so by-the-book."
"You know it, but we still need some rules and you should be serious too, otherwise it won’t be good for his future development."
"Let’s put it this way, normally, the test is to withstand ten moves from me to be qualified, but for him, three moves will suffice."
The bald elder’s eyes lit up, "It’s settled then."
Turning to his grandson, "Little Yu, go give it a try. Opportunities like this don’t come often, don’t mess it up."
"Got it."
Sun Xiangtian stepped up, looking at Lin Yi.
"Please give me some pointers."
"Just a sparring match, no need to be so formal."
Taking a step back, Sun Xiangtian clenched his fists and charged at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi tilted his head, and the fist grazed past his hair.
His palm pressed against Sun Xiangtian’s chest, then he swiftly clenched his fist and sent him flying.
What seemed like an ordinary move forced the over-200-pound Sun Xiangtian to stagger back several meters.
This scene left everyone around stunned.
They hadn’t even seen clearly how he exerted his strength, and Sun Xiangtian was already retreating.
"What were you doing? Couldn’t you have gone easy?" Liang Xianghe said.
Lin Yi smiled.
"Let’s do it again."
"Better not, you’ve already opened the back door for us, doing it again wouldn’t be good. His skill level isn’t quite there, let him practice some more back home."
"Alright, it’s up to you then. Come find me if you need anything."