Yue Yiqing walked quickly to the side of the road and immediately saw Lin Bei and Wu Hao standing there.
The atmosphere was not quite right.
Her heart skipped a beat. She remembered that Lin Bei had always taken taxis back and forth. Although he could casually take out tens of thousands of yuan to rent a venue, that was still just cash.
But Wu Hao drove a BMW worth hundreds of thousands, a solid display of wealth right there.
Would Lin Bei end up at a disadvantage?
Thinking of this, her mind ran hot. She stepped forward, grabbed the cuff of Wu Hao's suit, and forced a smile.
"Mr. Wu, your coffee is getting cold. You should go back and drink it."
Wu Hao froze for a moment before quickly understanding.
Yue Yiqing was giving him an out, not wanting him to get into a conflict with this guy.
His heart stirred, feeling this was a good opportunity to get closer to her.
"Alright, since Miss Yue reminded me, I'll head back first." He nodded, pretending to be a gentleman as he prepared to turn around.
However, just as he moved, a hand pressed down on his shoulder like an iron vise.
"Did I say you could leave, BMW guy?"
Lin Mo's voice was very light, even carrying a lazy tone, but the force pressing down on his shoulder was so heavy that Wu Hao's expression drastically changed.
He felt as if his shoulder blade was being crushed by a mountain. Let alone turning around, even moving an inch became a luxury.
"Screw you!" Lin Mo's voice followed closely, full of undisguised mockery. "Weren't you acting all tough just now? Trying to bump into me? And you still want to show off in front of a beautiful woman, pretending to be some damn gentleman?"
Wu Hao was both shocked and angry. He turned his head abruptly, only to see Lin Mo's excessively calm face.
He subconsciously used both hands to pry Lin Mo's hand off, but even after using all his strength, he found that both his hands couldn't shake a single finger of the other party.
Is this guy a monster?
Panic instantly gripped him.
"Let go! Let go of me!" His voice even changed pitch.
Lin Mo snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and abruptly released him.
The huge reaction force made Wu Hao stagger backward several steps, almost falling on his butt.
He steadied his body, his face flushing bright red. Pointing at Lin Mo, his lips trembled, "You... you guy."
For a long time, he couldn't squeeze out another word, leaving only heavy panting.
Just then, the low roar of an engine approached from a distance.
A black Bentley Mulsanne pulled up smoothly by the roadside. Its sleek body lines and the noble flying 'B' hood ornament gleamed with a cold, expensive luster under the streetlights.
A car worth over four million yuan, at least two classes higher than Wu Hao's BMW.
The driver's door opened, and a middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit with meticulously combed hair stepped out. He quickly walked around to the back seat, opened the door, and bowed respectfully to Lin Mo.
"Young Master, please get in."
This "Young Master" was like a heavy hammer, smashing ruthlessly against Wu Hao's chest.
His eyes widened like brass bells, staring fixedly at the Bentley. His mind buzzed and went completely blank.
His proud BMW 3 Series was nothing more than a toy in front of this car!
Yue Yiqing was also so shocked that she covered her mouth, her eyes full of astonishment.
Her family background was quite good, but she knew very well that someone who used a Bentley as a daily ride could no longer be described as merely having some wealth.
No wonder he could casually throw around tens of thousands.
However, Yue Yiqing was also very curious. Why did Lin Mo come to her place to borrow the kitchen?
Lin Mo did not even look at the petrified Wu Hao; he just spat contemptuously at the ground near his feet.
"Pretending to be a high-quality male? Trying to pull a scam on me? Showing off your broken BMW and thinking you're so badass?"
He approached Wu Hao step by step, the playful mockery in his eyes making Wu Hao retreat unconsciously.
"Trying to pick up Yue Yiqing?"
The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curled into a mocking arc.
"Are you worthy of fighting me?"
"Are you worthy of fighting the Tianyun Century Group?"
"Are you worthy?!"
The last few words were spoken with a pause between each syllable, like three resounding slaps that turned Wu Hao's face ashen, leaving him unable to even lift his head.
After speaking, Lin Mo ignored this jumping clown. He turned to look at Yue Yiqing, his gaze instantly softening.
"Yiqing, I'll come find you next time. However, don't bother with this kind of trash in the future, it's a waste of time."
He smiled and turned to walk toward the Bentley.
Uncle Zhao had been bowing and waiting by the car door. After Lin Mo sat down securely, he gently closed the heavy door.
After closing the door, Uncle Zhao's cold gaze swept over Wu Hao.
"I don't care who you are, but if our Tianyun Century Group wants to investigate someone, it shouldn't be difficult."
He paused, his tone carrying a trace of icy warning.
"I hope you behave yourself."
After speaking, Uncle Zhao returned to the driver's seat. The Bentley started silently, then the engine let out a roar before merging into the traffic and driving away, leaving behind only an unreachable silhouette.
Yue Yiqing merely glanced at the dull-eyed Wu Hao before turning and leaving.
In fact, she knew very well that what Lin Bei said just now was only a reminder to her, not that he was actually interested in her.
Or rather, it was mostly because he disliked Wu Hao. If Wu Hao hadn't tried to bump into Lin Mo, he wouldn't have cared at all about her and Wu Hao's affairs.
Yue Yiqing took out her phone, wanting to send Lin Bei a message.
But thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem necessary.
So she returned to the shop and went back into the kitchen.
The cake with one slice cut out was still sitting there.
Yue Yiqing thought for a moment, took out her phone, and called her mother.
"Mom, can you stop introducing just anyone to me? I'm not talking about it anymore, you're so annoying."
Hanging up the phone, Yue Yiqing felt much more relaxed.
Meanwhile, in the car.
Lin Mo said seriously, "I don't care who you are, but if our Tianyun Century Group wants to investigate someone, it shouldn't be difficult."
After saying that, Lin Mo couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.
"Uncle Zhao, where did you learn those lines? Why are they so badass?"
Uncle Zhao, who was driving, also laughed out loud. "I usually have nothing to do, so I read novels in the car. Recently I read a book called 'The Return of the City God of War as a Young Master', and the driver under the God of War protagonist said exactly that. I've been wanting to try it out for a long time."
Lin Mo couldn't hold back his laughter.
But it was just a coincidence that they ran into that situation just now.
Early this morning, Lin Mo had received a message notification from Jiang Yunlu.
Because it was Jiang Yunlu's birthday, Lin Mo naturally followed her arrangements.
For this, Jiang Yunlu specifically asked Uncle Zhao to pick up Lin Mo, but since Lin Mo wanted to make a cake, he had Uncle Zhao drive him here first.
As a result, they encountered such an incident.
Lin Mo also wanted to imitate the style of a playboy young master, which was indeed a bit old-fashioned.
But the main purpose was just to remind Yue Yiqing.
"By the way, Uncle Zhao, where are we going next?"
"To the camping site chosen by the young lady. She prepared it a long time ago."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
