Chapter 432 - 397 Reunion 2
It was the perfect opportunity to make a name for himself, and then spread his fame nationwide. His goal was to become famous and gather popularity in a short period of time.
This was the intention of Golden Garb.
Lin Fei knew Golden Garb’s personality well—obsessive, domineering; those were her usual styles. It came as no surprise to him that she would take such a step. Merely developing power in a small place like Ping City would never allow for real growth; only by absorbing a multitude of forces in a place teeming with hidden dragons and crouching tigers like Capital City could one hope to influence the whole country.
Right now, with the Tower of the Dark Night entering Hua Nation and the Five Stars in disarray, the upper echelons were too preoccupied with their own problems to worry about any premature exposure.
According to Golden Garb’s plan, the strategy was to promote the revitalization of the Chinese Martial Arts Community. A perfect opportunity to recruit highly qualified individuals from the community as a foundation.
After pondering a moment, Lin Fei sent back a text agreeing to the plan. Communication through the Sword Canon Space should be avoided if unnecessary—it’s less likely to expose any flaws, and modern technology isn’t much slower than the Sword Canon for communication.
Next, the most important thing was to enhance his power. Ultimately, Lin Fei couldn’t afford to spread his strength too thin across multiple avatars. Dispersion meant increased risk and danger.
Therefore, strong and loyal subordinates had become his most urgent priority. However, neither the followers of Golden Garb nor the Swordsmanship Club seemed to offer such individuals, and training them would be too slow. So, the only choice was the Sword Canon Space.
Sitting alongside him and sipping a drink, Zhao Yuqing saw that Lin Fei had not moved for a long time. She lifted her head and saw that he had closed his eyes to rest.
Zhao Yuqing had been following Lin Fei for several days. Each day, she would see him either sleeping in class, daydreaming during self-study, or languidly practicing with his sword, slower even than an old man.
As for the textbooks, he seemed to only study for an hour or two each day, and even that was done in a very casual manner. He was the epitome of the laziest student. Yet weirdly, whether it was a teacher calling on him out of spite or practical tasks like experiments, Lin Fei always dealt with them effortlessly, as simple as eating or drinking, provoking an involuntary sense of frustration in others.