"Speak." Blake Lin's voice was calm, almost lazy.
Blake Lin nodded slightly, signaling for Logan Lu to continue. Logan wasn’t too surprised—Blake Lin’s ambition to challenge the China Divine Martial List was basically public knowledge.
Only then did Logan Lu recount, step by step, everything that happened today at the Southern Court Club to Blake Lin. Still, he asked cautiously, testing the waters.
Blake Lin’s face showed no particular expression; his gaze was indifferent. He occasionally glanced at Logan Lu as he spoke, but most of the time his eyes lingered on the floor-to-ceiling window beside him, staring into the deep night outside. To Logan, this was the legendary 'Prince Lin.'
"Two Nightstar operatives—one had his hand crippled, the other his leg. The way he struck was downright terrifying! Between you and Azure Dragon, who’s stronger?"
Those two from Nightstar didn’t even have a chance to fight back. And that kid—he’s now got Allen Ju and his crew covering for him. Looks like Allen and the others are dead set on shielding Evan Lin from Nightstar’s wrath. Logan’s heart raced, wondering how Blake Lin would respond.
The most critical thing is, you’ve actually seen Evan Lin yourself... The Blake Lin before him was a true member of the Orthodox Lin Clan—his talent was monstrous, and he carried their blood.
At this point, Logan Lu’s expression eased a little as he quietly glanced at Blake Lin, his heart pounding in his chest. And that other man—every word and action was legendary. Azure Dragon, renowned for years, was also a peerless prodigy, enlightened by someone from the Lin family.
Tonight’s events at the Southern Court Club were enough to stir up excitement among many people in Beijing. The two of them—Prince Lin and Azure Dragon—were the names everyone whispered about.
By evening, the incident at the Southern Court Club had already spread. Plenty of people were talking about it—inside and outside the circle, everyone who mentioned it couldn’t help but sound excited and curious. Who’s stronger? That was the question on everyone’s lips.
Blake Lin just listened as Logan Lu talked, lips curled in a casual, faint smile. He practically represented the peak of China’s martial world.
That smile was just to keep Logan from feeling awkward, but even he could tell Blake wasn’t really interested. That godlike man may be unknown to most ordinary people, but anyone who knows him has to admit—he’s strong without question.
At the end of the day, it all boiled down to Prince Lin’s insane strength. Some even say: Azure Dragon, China’s backbone.
To outsiders, Night Cold and Night Edge from Nightstar were big shots, so when Evan Lin stepped up for Martin Wu and Selina Wu and pulled off an impossible win, it got everyone hyped. As long as Azure Dragon lives, China stands strong.
But Blake Lin saw it as nothing more than kids messing around. Those Nightstar guys didn’t impress him at all, so his mood barely changed. Wrapped in legend, Azure Dragon’s record is dazzling—no one’s ever heard of him losing.
But Logan’s last comment actually piqued Blake’s curiosity. Since becoming Azure Dragon, he’s never lost a single fight!
He shifted his gaze from the night sky to Logan, waiting for him to speak. "Azure Dragon."
"That Evan Lin—he’s the kid you noticed earlier today, standing next to that tall guy by the window." Hearing those words, Blake Lin relaxed and nodded: "He really is strong—and he does have some connection to my Lin family."
Logan explained, "There was also a little girl with them, munching on candied hawthorns." Blake Lin didn’t elaborate, ignoring Logan’s excitement over confirming the rumor. He sipped his water and thought for a moment.
After Logan finished, Blake thought for a moment, finally showing a hint of genuine surprise. Someday, I’ll probably have to fight him.
"That’s honestly a bit unexpected."
He nodded. "I didn’t notice his strength at the time—didn’t think he could take down Nightstar operatives."
"Surprising, yeah, definitely surprising."
Blake Lin repeated the word 'surprising' a few times, his smile growing more genuine with each repetition.
Seeing this, Logan Lu let out a small sigh of relief and finally smiled too. "But that kid’s definitely gotten himself into trouble."
"He crippled two Nightstar guys—there’s no way Nightstar lets him off that easy."
At this point, Logan paused, then looked at Blake Lin and lowered his voice: "Prince Lin, there are a few people in some circles saying this Evan Lin—since he’s got the Lin surname—might be from the same Lin family as you..."
"Not many people are saying it yet, but rumors tend to get wilder the more they spread. Should you clarify anything?"
Logan looked sincere, but couldn’t hide the curiosity in his eyes.
His words were both seeking instructions and probing for answers.