C527 I Have Only One Goal

West of Seoul, there was an artificial island on the Jingguadao Incheon International Airport. At this moment, it was crowded. However, there was a line of people that stood out among the bustling crowd of people at the airport.

Among this group of people were handsome men and women, white-haired elders, short and tender faced lolis, and an old Daoist priest wearing a Daoist robe who was scanning the airport's women from top to bottom with a wretched face. Such a bizarre combination, other than Lin Bai's group, who else could it be?

"I remember the last time I was in Seoul, I could see Chinese characters at the airport. Why can't I see any of them now?"

"In the past, Seoul was actually called Seoul, but later on, due to the Chinese character removal campaign in Korea, the then mayor of Seoul, Li Mingbo, held a press conference and announced that the Chinese character name of Seoul will be changed to 'Seoul'. As for the term 'Seoul', it is no longer allowed to be used ever again! Let's not make any mistakes while we're here, otherwise we'll be treated as enemies by the Koreans. " The translator Li Quan said hastily.

Hearing his words, Wu Mo snickered and calmly said, "We came here to cause trouble. They're hostile towards us, but we're still considered birds! If I had to say that the shorties of this group of Koreans are inferior to those of Fu Sang's, what kind of Chinese character transformation exercise are they trying to do? To put it bluntly, aren't they trying to forget their ancestors?! "

"If you can change your word, then change it. If you can't change it, then don't force it. We don't have to belittle ourselves, but we can't be arrogant blindly either. Korea has been ahead of us in many ways all these years. Especially in the field of photographic skills, there are specialized institutions in their own country to manage them as a whole, and these are all worth for you to learn! " Lin Bai said with a smile.

Li Quan nodded his head and said, "Senior Lin is right, even until now, the development of our domestic technique is considered as foreign, but the Koreans have already begun to study the theory of the Body Metamorphose Scripture and other things. Just this point alone is not simple!"

To be honest, in Li Quan's heart, Lin Bai was an existence at the level of an idol. Although both of them were about the same age, he had just graduated from Beijing Foreign Language Academy. He had relied on his family's power to find a job as a translator in the diplomatic department. Yet, Lin Bai had already become the head of a diplomatic mission to protect the honor and dignity of a country.

Furthermore, before they set off, the people from the Divine Abilities Bureau had even briefly introduced Lin Bai's achievements to Li Quan. He had heard about the things happening in China's mysterious martial arts world, but he didn't expect Lin Bai to have already done so many unimaginable things.

On this journey from Beijing to Seoul, the members of the diplomatic mission, whether they were old or young, were completely submissive to Lin Bai. Furthermore, this kind of submission was not due to one's family background or power, but from the bottom of their heart. Only with absolute strength would others have such respect for him.

When they walked out of the station, the staff of the Chinese embassy in Korea, who was waiting there, quickly came to receive them.

Lin Bai greeted them one by one with a smile on his face. He even expressed his gratitude to them for coming over to greet him.

"Young Master Lin, you are too polite. These are all things that we should do. Moreover, it is our fortune to be able to serve Young Master Lin!" Ambassador Wang Xu said affectionately as he hurriedly grabbed the hand that Lin Bai extended him.

People like them, who were well-informed, had heard a lot about what happened to Lin Bai in Mexico.

Xiao Chengshu, who was supposed to retire after his last term at the Mexican embassy, was surprised that after Lin Bai's arrival, Old Tree had a fresh spring and sent him back to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs with an important position. His future was limitless. This kind of transformation between heaven and earth truly made them feel incomparably envious. And now that Lin Bai, who represented the opportunity, was in front of him, how could he not grasp it well!

"Thank you, Ambassador Wang. We will have to trouble you all while we're in Seoul." Meeting his compatriots in a foreign country was always a very intimate thing. Even Lin Bai had a bright smile on his face.

"The staff of our embassy will do their best to cooperate with your work so that you can achieve victory and bring glory to our country!" Wang Xu held Lin Bai's hand tightly and shook it a few times. He then frowned and looked outside the airport and said softly, "There are some Korean reporters waiting outside the airport to interview you guys. Young Master Lin, do you think we should avoid them or go and meet them?"

This time around, the diplomatic mission that Lin Bai formed was completely different from the ones they formed when they left the country. This time, they were carrying the name of an international research group, which could be considered an order to leave the capital. Although their background was unknown to the world, they could at least put it on the table, and this was the first time this had happened in China, which was why these Korean reporters were so crazy.

"He's already here, how can he be afraid of those small trash?" Upon hearing these words, Lin Bai lightly smiled as he turned and led the crowd out.

The moment he walked out of the airport gate, he saw a sea of people welcoming him in! Although there was no lack of students reading in Korea with five red stars in their hands, most of them were people from the Korean Jianghu, who were eyeing the scene covetously, and some reporters who were eager to stir up trouble.

Just as Lin Bai and the rest walked out of the airport entrance, a burst of flashing lights lit up! The reporters were carrying their long spears and cannons as they fired at Lin Bai and the rest from every corner! Although the flashing lights were extremely dazzling, Lin Bai still maintained a smile on his face, waving his hands towards his compatriots who had come to greet him.

To be honest, he was also quite shocked at the moment. However, after arriving in Korea, just from these reporters who came to take photos, one could imagine the excitement in Korea. This enthusiasm for learning was something that was needed the most in order to be able to develop the Chinese technique!

"Hello, Mr. Lin. Welcome to Korea, the country with the most flourishing art inheritance!" Right at that moment, a sinister voice suddenly sounded out, and an old face full of sneers came over. He reached out his hand to grab Lin Bai's hand and turned his head to look at the camera.

When Lin Bai saw who it was, he couldn't help but sneer. Other than Pu You He, who else could this person who suddenly squeezed out of the crowd be? He had originally thought that this old fellow would lose all fame in Korea after the international phase art competition, but looking at his current appearance, he seemed to be living quite well in Korea. However, the scars on his face exposed his past.

"Mr. Lin, let me introduce you to my friends!" Pu You He pretended to be friendly and held Lin Bai's hand, pointing at the few people beside him, he lightly laughed and introduced: "This is our Han Dynasty's Tai Shan Big Dipper level character, Jin Yu Zhe! This is our ancestor, Cui Changhao! "

Lin Bai's cold eyes swept over those two people. He saw that Jin Yu Zhe's body was shriveled and thin like a hemp rope; Cui Changhao was short and short, but extremely fat. The two of them standing together was truly a beautiful scenery.

"Nice to meet you!" Even though Lin Bai didn't have any good feelings towards Pu You He and the rest, he was abroad after all. His every word and action represented China, so he had no choice but to extend his hand and greet the two of them.

However, this was out of everyone's expectations. The two of them were indifferent towards Lin Bai's goodwill, not even bothering to lift a finger, and Jin Yuzhe was even speaking in Chinese in an indifferent tone, "Don't tell me there aren't any experts in the martial arts world in China? To actually find such a young man to spar with us, aren't you looking down on us too much!"

When the reporters next to them heard this, they immediately became excited. They really did not expect that the moment the two came into contact, they would actually produce such intense sparks. It was really exciting, so they crazily pressed the shutter button.

"You, Hua Xia, still view the art as feudal trash, but all of us, from the young children of Korea to the old people of a hundred years of age, have a soft spot for the Yizhong [1]. I wonder, Mister Lin, if you are here to learn from our Master?" Cui Changhao's face was full of sneers, he looked at Lin Bai and asked.

Lin Bai smiled, and did not move at all, and said indifferently: "You are right, the Chinese technique is weak now. Many people regard phrenology as an unorthodox art and disdain to learn it. And this is indeed the purpose of our visit to Korea! "

A good chance! The Chinese have finally let go, what is their goal?! Hearing this, the surrounding reporters were overjoyed. They hurriedly raised the microphone in their hands and reached it towards Lin Bai's mouth.

"Mr. Lin, we are reporters from Korea Daily. May I ask if your purpose in coming to Korea is the same as what Master Cui said? Do you want to ask for a master apprentice from us?"

"We are reporters from 'Central Daily.' May I ask if you, Mr. Lin, have come to Korea prepared to lose and use this failure to motivate you Chinese citizens to start training again?"

When they heard from Li Quan that these reporters were not going to ask any further questions, the faces of the onlookers turned pale and clenched their fists. They wished that they could take down the stage right now and have a match with the Koreans of Pu You He's group! He wanted to let these guys know where the real power of the art lay.

"Prepared to lose?" Lin Bai turned his head and swept his gaze over the crowd. Smiling, he replied, "No, before we came, we were already prepared to win. We even wanted to use this victory to increase the enthusiasm of the citizens for the art of training!"