In New York's Chinatown, an Audi R8 is parked at the corner of the street.

"That's it!"

Lin Yi opened the car door and stepped out of the car.

"Do you want to leave the car?"

Harpy Hogan rolled down the window and looked at Lin Yi and asked.

"Mr. Stark said it was given to you."

“……”

Lin Yi turned his head and glanced at the white, silver, and black cars on the street, and then at the bright orange Audi R8V10Plus in front of him, and shook his head after thinking about it.

"It's so eye-catching."

“…… Well, I'll tell Mr. Stark the truth. ”

Harpy nodded, then rolled down the window.

“…… Wait a minute! ”

Lin Yi hurriedly stretched out his hand to block the car window and winked at the puzzled Harpy.

"I mean, it's better to switch to a more subtle color."

Harpy: "......"

Seeing the bright orange Audi supercar leave, Lin Yi smacked his tongue with some regret.

"How sassy...... It's a pity that it's too sassy and doesn't fit my low-key temperament. ”

Lin Yi turned around and walked along the street to the familiar place in his memory.

New York's Chinatown is huge, with more than 40 streets and an area of more than four square kilometers.

And Lin Shuwu's martial arts hall is located on the street at the junction of Kenny Road and Central Street.

After coming out of the Palin orphanage, he began to move around the streets, and the route was so familiar that he could find it even with his eyes closed.

It didn't take long for Lin Yi to come to this familiar place.

Seeing the big black stone engraved with the word martial at the door, Lin Yi had a smile on his face.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything special about this martial character, but now when I see this martial character, I always feel very kind.

"Uncle Junior!"

A surprised voice came from the side, and Lin Yi suddenly turned his head to look over.

As soon as he turned his head, a little guy in a white apprentice uniform threw himself into his arms.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, you're finally back! I've missed you so much! ”

Looking at the little boy in his arms with a little face and a smile, the corners of Lin Yi's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

This is Lin Shuwu's youngest grandson, and he is also the most lively and active one.

Every time he saw him, Lin Shuwu seemed to see his former self, so he loved him very much, and kept him by his side to teach him personally.

Because this kid has good talent and an acceptable attitude, but he lacks the strength to persevere, so Lin Shuwu named him a Heng character, called Lin Keheng.

Looking at Lin Keheng's smiling little face, Lin Yi reached out and touched his head.

"Where's Master?"

"Grandpa just went to the consulate, and now it's my uncle's manager."

As he spoke, Lin Keheng pursed his lips.

"Uncle Xiao, you don't know, Uncle is stricter, stricter than grandpa!"

"Okay, if you feel bitter, tell your senior brother in person, it's useless to tell me."

Lin Yi smiled and patted his head.

"Let's go in first!"

“…… I won't tell my uncle. ”

Lin Keheng muttered in a low voice, and then ran into the martial arts hall with a puff of smoke.

"Uncle Xiao is back!"

Listening to Lin Keheng's chaotic shouts, Lin Yi couldn't help but smile slightly, and finally turned his head to look at the martial arts characters on the stone, and then walked into the martial arts hall.

……

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Lin Shuwu has two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Lin Mingyu, is in his forties this year, and his martial arts talent is average, but his studies are not bad, so he was finally admitted to college and became a doctor, and the family moved to Seattle ten years ago, and he can't come back a few times a year.

The second daughter Lin Minghong is still talented, but she doesn't like to practice martial arts very much, because she is a girl, Lin Shuwu was not forced, let her choose her future freely, and finally fell in love freely with the son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, and finally got married, and now she has a pair of twins.

Only the youngest son, Lin Mingtian, is more talented, and he has been pinned on by Lin Shuwu since he was a child, and he has always been cultivated as the heir of the martial arts hall.

Now Lin Mingtian is only thirty-seven years old, and he is not far from the God Refining Realm.

Of course, since Lin Yi came to the martial arts hall, Lin Shuwu did not hesitate to transfer his high hopes in martial arts to Lin Yi.

As for the martial arts hall, of course, it still has to be handed over to Lin Mingtian.

It's not that Uncle Lin used the martial arts for private purposes, turning the Daomen's institution in the United States into a family industry, but because the martial arts hall has not received any talented and good disciples over the years.

There is no way, Lin Shuwu can only give birth to one by himself.

As for Lin Yi...... Lin Shuwu never thought that Lin Yi would care about the inheritance of the martial arts hall, even if it was the Daomen's institution in the United States.

Now, the facts have proved Lin Shuwu's guess, and this little disciple of his has become the thirteenth elder of the Dao Sect, and he is the only elder of the Yuanyang lineage.

Not to mention the martial arts hall, even if it is the entire Dao Gate, there is nothing he can't come.

Walking into the martial arts hall, the first thing that caught my eye was a spacious martial arts training ground.

It is fully equipped, in addition to wooden stakes, weapon racks, etc., there are even sandbags, dumbbells and other things.

In the past, Lin Yi was still wondering how the martial arts hall could afford such a large venue, but now he knows that it turns out that there is a lot of money......

In the venue, a group of apprentices in white martial arts uniforms were divided into two teams, and a middle-aged man led them to practice boxing.

"Uncle, uncle! You see, I've brought Uncle Xiao back! ”

After entering the door, Lin Keheng shouted loudly and ran towards a wooden door.

Behind the wooden door is the staircase, this martial arts hall has a total of three floors, the first floor is where the apprentices practice boxing, and the third floor is the bedroom.

As for the second floor, in addition to the kitchen and living room, there is also a smaller martial arts training ground, which is dedicated to the real beginner disciples.

For example, the acting curator Lin Mingday.

As soon as Lin Keheng opened the wooden door, a big hand suddenly appeared at his back collar and lifted him up like a chicken.

"Lin Keheng!"

The stout man in a black martial arts uniform stared at him expressionlessly, and said calmly.

"Next time you sneak down from the third floor, I'll seal all your rooms with steel!"

“…… I...... I brought back Uncle Junior. ”

Lin Keheng blinked his eyes, his small mouth squirmed a few times, and said timidly.

Of course, this little guy just looks pitiful, but in fact he is annoyed in his heart.

Oops, I was careless and forgot that I snuck out......

It's all because Uncle Xiao came back suddenly, making him too excited, this matter is not finished without a marshmallow the size of a watermelon!

Lin Keheng pretended to be pitiful, and secretly wrote an account for Lin Yi in his heart.

The sturdy man Lin Mingtian naturally would not be deceived by the mask of the little guy, but because of the presence of the apprentice, it was not easy for him to debunk it.

“…… Go back to your room and finish my cram school homework! ”

As soon as he let go, the little guy ran into the wooden door, turned his head and made a grimace behind Lin Mingday's back, and Lin Yi couldn't help but smile.

After letting go of the little guy, Lin Mingtian looked at Lin Yi at the door.

"Senior brother."

The expression on Lin Mingday's face softened.

"Senior brother, I'm back."

Lin Yi nodded, with no expression on his face.

This is his consistent disguise in front of outsiders in the martial arts hall, except for his master Lin Shuwu and several members of the Lin family, in the eyes of others, there are only two labels on this little apprentice who was exceptionally accepted by the curator.

One is able to fight, and the other is taciturn.

Needless to say, the former is mainly Lin Yi's image deliberately maintained in order to concentrate on practicing swords, which can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Including when he was in school, especially when he first entered high school, Lin Yi just knew that the world was Marvel.

At that time, Lin Yi's mind was full of how to become stronger, and when he held the pen in his hand, he couldn't wait to wave it twice more to increase his proficiency, how could he have the energy to engage in social interaction.

How tired is it to smile with a mask, isn't he fragrant when he practices more swords?

"It's good to be back."

Lin Mingyu nodded with a smile, glanced at the students around him who were looking at him curiously, and said out loud.

"Let's go up and talk."

"Good!"

After speaking, Lin Mingyu turned around and walked towards the wooden door, Lin Yi nodded and followed behind him.