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Everyone in the courtyard was stunned.

This wasn't how the script was supposed to go, was it? Shouldn't he suddenly wake up to reality and angrily dump the trashy girl?

The boy didn't look at Lin Mo. His eyes were fixed entirely on his girlfriend from beginning to end.

"She just likes me too much, which is why she's afraid of losing me. It's me. I'm the one who didn't give her enough of a sense of security."

The boy's words sent a shock through many of the people present.

This... is a total simp!

The girl also abruptly raised her head, looking at the boy with tear-filled eyes, her gaze full of disbelief.

The smile on Lin Mo's face didn't change at all; he even nodded in agreement.

"Yes, you're right."

He first affirmed the boy's words, and then his tone took a sharp turn, becoming piercing.

"Yes, she likes you so much that she wants to lock you in a cage she built with her own hands and clip your wings."

"When one day her intense affection fades and she gets bored, she will mercifully open the cage door. But by then, you will realize that you can no longer fly, having completely become a captive sparrow that can only flutter around her."

Lin Mo's voice grew cold, dissecting the future word by word like an icy carving knife.

"In the end, she will despise you for not flying high enough, complain that you are worthless, and then turn around without any lingering attachment to seek the next, broader sky, leaving behind only the ruined, domesticated you."

What an ultimate reality check!

The girl shook her head repeatedly, "No, I won't, I won't!"

Meanwhile, the boy stared dead at Lin Mo.

"I don't know what the point of you saying all this is, but I like her, and she likes me, and that's enough."

With that, the boy shoved away the Golden Core expert Lin Mo and grabbed the girl's hand.

This made the initially panicked girl instantly snap back to reality.

Lin Mo turned to look at the two of them, but his gaze landed on the girl.

"See? In the face of rumors and gossip, your boyfriend showed a much firmer resolve, while you are too easily influenced by idle talk.

To avoid being influenced, the main thing is to stay firm in your trust in him."

After saying that, Lin Mo waved his hand, ignoring the two of them, and walked toward Han Lu.

Han Lu stared at Lin Mo, dumbfounded. "Is this kind of petty domestic drama really worth you wasting your time?"

She genuinely couldn't figure it out.

"Don't you find it interesting?" Lin Mo's tone was as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather.

Han Lu followed his gaze. Over there, the couple crying in each other's arms were wiping away each other's tears. She lowered her voice, carrying a bit of uncertainty.

"So, because you intervened, they won't break up in the future?"

Was this considered his good deed for the day?

To her surprise, Lin Mo shook his head decisively.

"Of course not."

"A breakup that is meant to happen will happen sooner or later. I looked at that boy's fortune slip; its main theme is that sweetness comes after the bitterness. He hasn't suffered enough bitterness yet, so where would the sweetness come from?"

Han Lu's expression froze.

Lin Mo dropped the bombshell and turned to leave. "I never said that girl was a good match. A leopard can't change its spots. She's only restraining herself temporarily, which doesn't mean she will truly change. From start to finish, the person I was helping was that boy."

What a twist?!

Han Lu almost choked on her breath. "Ah?! This... you mean, after this, that guy will still be able to go on his business trip, but their ending won't change?"

"Right."

Lin Mo nodded. "I saw it very clearly. That guy's true destiny isn't her at all. According to their original fate, they would break up over rumors, but the guy's career luck would be interrupted for several years because of this hurdle, so I stepped in."

As the couple walked away leaning on each other, the surrounding crowd of onlookers also dispersed in satisfaction.

Just then, the middle-aged Daoist priest who had been interpreting fortune slips nearby walked over with a steady pace.

"Layman Han, it has been a long time." The Daoist first gave a traditional bow to Han Lu.

It was obvious that this Daoist knew Han Lu's identity.

Han Lu merely nodded slightly, her expression somewhat complex.

The middle-aged Daoist's gaze then turned to Lin Mo, a trace of inquiry in his seemingly peaceful eyes.

"May I ask how to address this layman?"

"Lin Mo."

The middle-aged Daoist chewed on these two words for a moment and bowed again. "Layman Lin, could it be that you are also a comrade from Yanhuang Awakening? Are you here on official business?"

"No," Lin Mo shrugged, answering casually. "I'm just a leisurely tourist. I heard the scenery at Mount Longhu is nice, so I came to take a look."

"I see. Then I won't disturb Layman Lin's mood. Please feel free to look around."

Hearing that he was an independent traveler, the middle-aged Daoist's expression relaxed. He bowed politely and turned to leave.

However, Lin Mo's next sentence made his entire body freeze in place.

"Daoist Master, I'm not talking about here."

Lin Mo's eyes were calm and waveless, yet they seemed to pierce through people's hearts.

"I am talking about the true Mount Longhu."

The middle-aged Daoist slowly raised his head. The polite smile on his face had vanished completely, replaced by a sense of vigilance.

He stared intently at Lin Mo, his mind churning like a stormy sea.

Just when the atmosphere had grown heavy to the extreme.

"In your heart! Flying freely! Brilliant starlight..."

An earth-shattering, highly retro burst of energetic music suddenly exploded from the pocket of the middle-aged Daoist's robe.

The middle-aged Daoist frantically pulled out an old-fashioned smartphone and hurriedly pressed the answer button.

A voice came from the receiver.

"Since we have a guest, please invite the guest in to take a look."

"Yes! Master!"

The middle-aged Daoist hung up the phone and looked seriously at Lin Mo.

"Layman Lin, this way please."

Lin Mo nodded. "Then I'll trouble the Daoist Master to lead the way."

Han Lu had some things she wanted to say, but she still suppressed them. She was originally just here to be a guide. If she really provoked a conflict between Lin Mo and Mount Longhu...

Then the headquarters wouldn't let her off easy. Most importantly, she felt it was unnecessary.

So Han Lu put away her usual behavior and didn't act like a crazy woman.

She was also wary of Mount Longhu.

The middle-aged Daoist led the two of them through the front courtyard, which was bustling with tourists, and walked toward the depths of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

A strange smell permeated the air, a mix of the smoke from incense and the shouting of vendors from the commercial street, making this so-called mansion seem less pure.

"It's much livelier here than I imagined." Lin Mo looked around, his footsteps never stopping.

"I've made a fool of myself. After all, we need to make a living." The middle-aged Daoist wore a helpless smile on his face.

The so-called Celestial Master's Mansion was actually not a true Daoist temple in the traditional sense.

Theoretically, it should be the residence of Celestial Master Zhang.

Lin Mo asked casually, "Is there still a Celestial Master Zhang now?"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged Daoist's footsteps paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. However, the smile on his face faded a bit, replaced by a touch of reverence and melancholy.

"No more. There hasn't been a Celestial Master Zhang for a long time."