Chapter 237: Lin Qinghan No Longer Hides
"It is true," Lin Qinghan confirmed, unsurprised by Xu Jiawei's intent. The emperor's goodwill toward the Lin family, coupled with tangible benefits, left no room for resentment. Besides, Xu Jiujiu intrigued him—not just for her beauty, but her talent and knack for handling affairs.
"Now you and my sister are of similar age," Xu Jiawei continued, relieved by Lin Qinghan's calm response. "I came to let you two get acquainted. If you're both satisfied, we can proceed with the engagement." He spoke as an equal, using "I" to subtly lower his stance, banking on Lin Qinghan's rumored godlike potential for future gains.
"If Princess Xu Jiujiu is content with me, I'm willing to honor the engagement," Lin Qinghan replied. "But Your Majesty knows I'm a romantic. I currently have over five partners." He saw no reason to refuse—Xu Jiawei's sincerity was clear, and rejecting it would be out of character.
"Wonderful!" Xu Jiawei's eyes gleamed. "I'm aware of your romantic nature, nephew. Jiujiu's fine with it, as long as you don't forsake her. For a genius like you, multiple companions are hardly unusual." In their brief chat, he'd gauged Lin Qinghan's character: generous, loyal, and grateful, as evidenced by the Lin family's recent rise.
"Since we're nearly family, may I ask a personal question, nephew Qinghan?" Xu Jiawei ventured, brushing aside generational quirks—uncle or brother-in-law, it mattered little. His real curiosity was Lin Qinghan's strength.
"If it's not too private, I'll share what I can," Lin Qinghan said, expecting the query.
"I won't mince words. What's your current strength? I can't sense your aura at all," Xu Jiawei admitted.
As predicted, Lin Qinghan smiled inwardly. He'd long planned to reveal his power. "Then please observe."
Summoning his elemental martial soul, seven blood-red soul rings materialized, each over 200,000 years, born from merging his bioelectric and ultimate ice martial souls, enhanced by Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's residual power. His original soul skills remained, now augmented by new ice abilities.
"Seven 100,000-year soul rings?! No, these aren't ordinary!" Xu Jiawei gasped, instinctively trying to stand but finding himself pinned to his chair by an unseen force—no pressure, no soul power, just immovable restraint.
Lin Tian and Jiang Wan, his parents, were equally stunned. They knew Lin Qinghan rivaled their strength but hadn't imagined such soul ring prowess. Xu Jiujiu, though shocked, glowed with pride, her fiancé's defiance of norms dazzling her.
"It was indeed me who killed two Extreme Douluo in Shrek City days ago," Lin Qinghan confirmed, retracting his soul rings and divine power, used solely to prove his might without malice.
He no longer saw need to conceal his strength. Hiding was for the vulnerable; now invincible, no sane soul in Douluo would challenge him.
"Such power… so vast I can't sense its breath," Xu Jiawei murmured, rising, visibly shaken despite his regal composure. A potential god stood before him, a figure whose legend lingered in Douluo's collective psyche, unbroken by millennia.
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