If the weeds are not uprooted, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Seeing this person, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Only Jiang Yunlu looked completely bewildered.

Lin Mo?

Why... is he here?

Aunt Qiong was the first to react, almost jogging over to open the door, even changing her form of address.

Hello, Young Master Lin.

Hello, Aunt Qiong, Lin Mo nodded with a smile. He then turned sideways and pointed at the bodies scattered haphazardly across the elevator lobby, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. Do not worry about these. I have already notified the people from Yanhuang Awakening; they will come over to handle it.

After saying that, he stepped into the living room.

Although there was no smell of blood, the surrounding space intertwined with the warm lighting inside the house, creating a bizarre sense of incongruity.

I did not scare you, did I? I rushed over at top speed as soon as I got the news.

Jiang Yunlu's mind was still completely blank. Everything that had happened tonight, from acknowledging her family to the stories told, and then to Lin Mo descending like a god from heaven.

The overwhelming influx of information caused her brain to completely crash. She did not know what to say, nor what expression to make.

When a person receives too much information, it is easy for them to shut down.

And right now, Jiang Yunlu was exactly like that.

Lin Mo looked at her dazed expression but did not mind. He walked straight over, raised his hand, and ruffled her hair.

The action was incredibly natural.

In the corner, the Old Geezer clicked his tongue, turning his head away in disgust while muttering some nonsense about out of sight, out of mind.

Situ Yunshu took all of this in. In her heart, there was a sense of relief that the dust had settled, yet a trace of indescribable complexity also welled up.

Taking a deep breath, she took the initiative to break the silence, her voice carrying an imperceptible tremble.

Is it... the Situ family?

Lin Mo withdrew his hand and nodded, his expression calm. It seems they still do not intend to let you off. I interrogated them in passing just now. The old patriarch of your Situ family has come out of seclusion and issued a death order to capture you and your daughter and bring you back to face punishment.

Actually, it was soul-searching.

Speaking of this, he paused, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful arc. Oh, right, and they want to slaughter me while they are at it.

This understated tone made Situ Yunshu's heart sink heavily.

Grand Uncle... he has come out of seclusion?

Her face instantly turned a bit pale. Before going into seclusion, he was already at the peak of the Grandmaster realm. Now that he is out, I am afraid he has already... stepped into the Heavenly Human realm!

Peak of the Grandmaster realm, upgrading to the Heavenly Human realm.

I still prefer Agumon's ultimate digivolution.

From the soul-searching, Lin Mo already knew that the previous Third Elder was also at the peak of the Grandmaster realm.

And Lin Mo's intuitive feeling was that the Third Elder's strength had fluctuating qi, an unstable foundation, and incredibly impure power.

At best, his combat power was equivalent to an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. In fact, due to the quality of his cultivation method and true qi, he was even a notch weaker than a genuine Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Then this so-called Heavenly Human realm should correspond to the Golden Core stage?

As soon as this thought popped up, he dismissed it himself.

Just relying on the Situ family's so-called blessed grotto-heaven? The spiritual energy there was as thin as smog, making it a struggle even to nurture a proper spiritual weapon, let alone pile up enough resources to produce a Golden Core cultivator?

It was simply a fool's dream.

Lin Mo sat down casually.

He glanced at Jiang Yunlu, who was still digesting the information, before shifting his gaze to Situ Yunshu, his expression more serious than ever before.

Auntie, are you ready to cut ties completely?

Situ Yunshu took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and finally nodded heavily.

Lin Mo understood. He had originally wondered if he needed to persuade her, but since she was so decisive, that was even better.

He stood up, walked over to Jiang Yunlu, placed his large hand on top of her head, and gently rubbed it.

Wait for me to come back, and I will tell you everything.

As his voice fell, he turned and walked toward the door without a moment's pause.

Coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.

In the living room, Jiang Yunlu stared blankly at his disappearing back, then bewilderedly swept her gaze over everyone present.

A sour feeling of being deceived by the whole world rushed to her nose.

Did you... did you all know all along? Her voice carried an imperceptible tremble. And kept it a secret just from me?

Seeing his daughter's eyes turn red again, Jiang Chengshan felt incredibly heartbroken and quickly stepped forward.

Dad only knew the gist of it. Besides, the things Lin Mo has to deal with are too dangerous for you.

He just wanted to protect you, Jiang Chengyue, who had been silent all along, also said softly.

Instead of comforting Jiang Yunlu, these words acted like a lit fuse.

Protect me? Does protecting me mean keeping me in the dark like an idiot?!

She stood up abruptly and turned to rush back to her room. I do not care! I will wait for him to come back and explain it to me!

But Jiang Yunlu would not listen. She walked toward her room. I will wait for him to explain it to me!

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

That sound made the joy of their recent reunion fade quite a bit.

Situ Yunshu looked at the tightly shut door and turned to Jiang Chengshan helplessly. What is this child being so awkward about?

Jiang Chengshan sighed, walked over to his wife, and gently patted her shoulder.

The feeling of being kept in the dark is very unpleasant, especially when you are the last to know.

He paused, his tone carrying the emotion of someone who had been there before. Not to mention, that boy is no ordinary person in her heart.

The implication was that being kept in the dark by the person you like feels even worse.

Jiang Chengshan also did not intend to condemn Lin Mo over this matter.

Without Lin Mo, perhaps their family would not have been able to reunite, and his daughter would have been taken away for an arranged marriage.

Moreover, in his eyes, his daughter was not truly angry; she was just a little unhappy.

As for Lin Mo at this very moment, he had actually already dealt with everyone the Situ family had sent out.

There were many things he actually had not said out loud.

For example, that old patriarch had intended to directly send people to kill Jiang Chengshan and Jiang Chengyue, and of course, Situ Dingyi and Aunt Qiong.

Finally, they were to leave a letter for him, telling him to go to the Situ family's blessed grotto-heaven so they could kill him in front of all the clan members.

Only in this way could the Situ family's face be saved.

If I had not brought the child with me last time, I would have wiped out every last one of you long ago.

Arriving at this underground parking lot once again.

Liu Zheng and the others were already waiting here.

Liu Zheng and Old Bai had come only representing themselves. On the surface, Yanhuang Awakening knew nothing about this matter.

At least, that was the case.

He glanced at the two of them and added, If you are here to persuade me to stop, you can save your breath.

Liu Zheng shook his head and simply said, Actually, taking care of the Situ family's old patriarch should be enough.

But Lin Mo shook his head.

I have no interest in playing hide-and-seek with a bunch of flies for the next few decades.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If you cut the weeds without removing the roots, they will grow back when the spring breeze blows.

He took two steps forward, brushing past Liu Zheng.

I want to make sure that no one surnamed Situ in this world will ever dare to touch a single hair on the heads of the people around me.

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