To be honest, Lin Yun was quite taken aback by what Yan Dashan had said.
He hadn't expected his master to originate from a martial arts sect.
However, on closer reflection, many things started making sense.
The martial arts knowledge his master taught them, though common for the most part, also contained some unique elements.
Bodyguards from the Gold Sword Security Company were partly disciples of the Golden Sword Sect and the rest were powerful individuals from outside the sect who joined and were then specifically trained by the company. Presently, almost every one of Lin Yun's nearly hundred bodyguards were martial artists, with whom he had exchanged knowledge.
This made him realize how difficult it was for someone without a martial arts sect or martial family background to learn a good martial arts system.
It was therefore, he knew that the martial arts system his master taught them in their childhood wasn't simple.
It was also why he had told the students just now that the martial arts knowledge imparted by his master was worth the price.
Once these students went out and interacted with their martial arts peers, they would get to understand just how valuable the things they had learned today for a few thousand dollars were.
If he hadn't acquired the Cosmic Trading System, he might have listened to his master's advice and looked for another master at the Seven Injuries Sect.
Of course, he might not have done so either.
Because, without the Cosmic Trading System, he wouldn't have had his current strength. Having given up martial arts for many years while gaining experience in society, he might not have wanted to continue martial arts training. His master's comment about the slowness of progress along this path might have rung true too.
Now, it was the era of technology. Even if one was very strong, it was hard to compete against high technology. There wasn't much use in this peaceful era.
But now, through the Cosmic Trading System, he understood that an individual's power could indeed surpass the level of technology. One could have the ability to travel through skies and earth, to be omnipotent.
Therefore, his attitude towards martial arts had changed.
But having the Cosmic Trading System meant Lin Yun no longer needed to acknowledge any Earth-based master.
However, he could still visit the Seven Injuries Sect and get a sense of Earth's martial arts.
To be honest, even though he had practiced martial arts from a young age, he had little contact with the present martial arts schools or martial families. He wasn't very clear about the extent of Earth's martial arts. He wanted to see more, which would also help with his future plans.
Moreover, the fact that the disciple of his master's junior brother had inflicted serious injury on his master, almost causing his death, made him curious about his master's junior brother and that disciple.
Furthermore, with his master asking him to pay his Martial Uncle a visit, he couldn't refuse.
Taking the letter, Lin Yun chatted with Yan Dashan a bit more before heading home.
By then, it was already six or seven o'clock in the evening.
He'd received several calls from his parents by then. If he hadn't returned home, his parents would start worrying.
Or perhaps, because the mistakes they made weren't as grave as Wang Jie's, Lin Yun had let them off.
However, after knowing Lin Yun's terrifying power, they had to worry. Had Lin Yun chosen to not personally deal with their mistakes but perhaps told someone else to give them trouble?
This wasn't impossible.
Revenge from the unknown was the most frightening.
The more they thought about it, the more fearful they became.
After being persuaded by Zhang Zijun, they came to apologize to Yan Dashan.
So, this scene unfolded.
"Master Yan, I really apologize for everything that Wang Jie did to you. It was my fault for not managing him properly. I am sincerely sorry and hope you won't be angry. There is one million in this card as compensation for the suffering you've endured..."
On the other side, Zhang Zijun was also speaking apologetically.
He was a wealthy man worth twenty to thirty million yet he was kneeling before Yan Dashan, which was quite a sight.
However, he really didn't want to give up Yinghao Martial Arts Hall out of fear that after he gave up the hall, Lin Yun would still come after him.
If Lin Yun weren't willing to let go, his two to three million worth wouldn't amount to anything.
Rather than bearing this risk, he might as well compromise his dignity for once and aim for Yan Dashan's forgiveness.
As he was speaking, he handed over a bank card with both hands, looking very respectful.
"Are they...kneeling down before master...and want to compensate master one million..."
Xing'er Lee watched this scene with one hand over her mouth, in disbelief.
Have those four gone mad?
Would they go to such an extent?
Despite Brother Lin Yun's strength... still...
One million was an enormous sum of money.
Even after their recent profitable venture, they'd earned only about three hundred thousand.
And that entailed the teaching of dozens of students by her master, consuming about three years of his time.
And now, one million was just handed over to her master?