System: Master Your Life-Chapter 770 - 192: A Brief Trip to the Capital City, House Hunting with Shang Wanjun

The world always sings praises of stories about young achievers; it transcends nationality, race, and gender.

Everyone longs to succeed at a young age; everyone also hopes for heroes to emerge in their youth.

Chi Boyan watched Xu Lin approach, and it seemed like he saw the younger version of himself.

Yet, upon careful consideration, he knew his youthful self was far less impressive than Xu Lin.

He rose to prominence on the glory of his predecessors, merely riding the winds of their success.

Although he did achieve some success later on, the critical step was thanks to his father.

Otherwise, even shallow waters can trap a dragon; how else would there be a day of truly becoming a dragon?

"Was it tiring to fly over here?"

Chi Boyan gently patted Xu Lin's shoulder.

"More than two hours; it shouldn't be too tiring."

Xu Lin remained composed, his gaze also fell on Chi Boyan.

This was his father-in-law.

One of them.

Chi Boyan was in his fifties, with no bald patches, no gray hair, over 1.8 meters tall, maintaining a great physique, and a remarkably handsome demeanor.

Moreover, he exuded a kind of charisma.

Xu Lin had seen his photo before, after all, he was Chi Linyue's father.

So he had paid attention, and now he finally met him in person.

"It's good you're not tired."

Chi Boyan grasped Xu Lin's shoulder, "Do you work out? Those muscles are impressive!"

Chi Boyan had been sent to the army by his old man for three years in his youth, so the moment he grabbed Xu Lin's shoulder, he knew he had been training.

Xu Lin smiled and said, "A healthy body is the capital of endeavor!"

"Very true, to go far, good health is indispensable."

Chi Boyan expressed his approval.

Following this, Chi Boyan introduced the man beside him to Xu Lin, "This is Pei Lingyun, Lingyun as in Xie Lingyun. You're a cultured person, you know Xie Lingyun, right?"

"Yes, I do."

Xie Lingyun, a great poet from the Eastern Jin to the Liu Song period.

Pei Lingyun laughed, "Just call me Uncle Pei."

"Hello, Uncle Pei!"

"Good, good, a true hero coming from a young age indeed, so young and already a dragon among men!"

Pei Lingyun's eyes twinkled, "In the future, you will go very far, I have great expectations for you!"

This time, Xu Lin was not modest, but said, "Thank you for your kind words, Uncle Pei."

They chatted for a few minutes, after which Chi Boyan took Xu Lin to meet an even greater personage.

"Are you feeling nervous?"

Chi Boyan asked him.

"No."

"Good!"

Chi Boyan saw he was not bluffing, his composure was very reassuring, and couldn't help but to show appreciation.

Chi Boyan said, "Actually, it's just a casual chat, we highly value talents like you."

Xu Lin nodded slightly.

"But you'll have to wait; he is still occupied with other matters."

"Busy with state affairs, it's understandable."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, Xu Lin finally met the great leader.

Though he was not the number one; evidently, Xu Lin was not quite qualified yet.

But still a very prominent leader.

As Xu Lin entered, the leader also glanced over.

The leader, upon seeing Xu Lin enter, his pupils suddenly contracted, very much shaken by Xu Lin's imposing manner.

However, Xu Lin couldn't help it; he tried to enter low-key, but this aura was like a power outage, it couldn't be switched off.

The great leader was an old man.

Looking about seventy, at that age and at this level, there wouldn't be young leaders, even those in their prime are very rare.

For example, Chi Boyan, one step away from becoming an eminent official, but he was also over fifty.

"As the ancients say, 'A pillar of white jade holding up the sky, a beam of purple gold spanning the sea.' Seeing you, I feel I glimpse the future of our nation!"

The leader squinted his eyes, unable to hold back his praise.

"You are too kind, I dare not accept such words!"

Xu Lin knew that he should be humble when humility is due.

His overwhelming talents, he wanted to tone it down but couldn't manage to.

"Haha, you need not be modest, I am already halfway buried in the ground, do you know how many storms I've withstood in my life?"

Xu Lin did not foolishly ask how many storms, but waited for him to speak again.

Only to see him continue, "Actually, as this old man sees it, you are the first person I've encountered with such presence, very extraordinary, as if the most prosperous aspect of a nation has been embodied in you. I just read this morning, the western world praises you so highly, I had some doubts at the time, now having seen you, it indeed is justified."

Since learning that Mr. Xu was Young Master Xu, the understanding of Young Master Xu by those above linked back to Mr. Xu.

How did the western world describe Xu Lin?

The kind of man that seemed only a superpower could foster.

Why would they say that?

He must come from a vast land, a brilliant civilization, a powerful nation, and a great country, thus forming a four-in-one entity capable of nurturing such a person.

Not even an exaggeration, for across the earth, no one famous through history and withstanding the test of time comes from smaller countries, they must be from great powers, just as top scholars are born out of elite high schools, not from backwater towns, unless the country is in a state of upheaval and recovery, when resources are not overly concentrated, then perhaps even distant mountains can produce heroes ready to move with the times, but as a country becomes powerful, such circumstances become impossible.

Thus.

The western world, solely based on a few photos, gave Xu Lin such a high evaluation, which was quite exaggerated.

Because, abroad, Xu Lin was in full swing.

And here, equally in full swing.

Xu Lin said, "The praise from foreign lands may be slightly overrated, I am only nineteen, and the future is a long road ahead."

"Precisely because you are only nineteen, at such a young age, your future is boundless!"