No Who the hell are you

Pitter-patter, it was raining.

The sound of rain outside the window beat against the glass, and also beat against people's hearts.

Xie Yuling gripped her umbrella handle, her knuckles tightening. As she walked downstairs, the door on the fourth floor happened to open at that exact moment.

Lin Mo's figure appeared in the doorway.

Their eyes met, and the air froze for a moment.

Xie Yuling's lips moved, but ultimately she said nothing. She simply shifted her gaze away, as if he were nothing but thin air.

She continued down the stairs, her high ponytail tracing a cold arc in the air.

Thump, thump, thump.

Only the sound of her solitary footsteps remained in the stairwell.

Lin Mo stood at the door, watching her back. After two seconds, he gently closed the door and followed unhurriedly, maintaining a distance of three to five steps.

One going down, one following.

This silent tacit understanding was broken by a lively voice.

"Hey, Sister Yuling, wait for me!"

Ning Qingcheng bounded down like a little rabbit. At a glance, she saw the two familiar silhouettes ahead, one tall and one short, as well as the strange distance between them that was wide enough to fit another person.

Then Ning Qingcheng saw Lin Mo coming downstairs.

She grinned, thinking to herself that it was no wonder Sister Yuling went downstairs alone first; it was just to see this stinky senior brother.

Such duplicity.

Who knew when they would break the ice.

At the breakfast table, the atmosphere dropped to the freezing point.

Ning Qingcheng tried hard to find a few topics, but was brushed off with perfunctory mms and ohs. In the end, she could only angrily poke the poached egg in her bowl with her spoon, her eyes darting back and forth between the two, mentally composing an eighty-episode melodramatic romance.

Then Ning Qingcheng went to school by herself, while Lin Mo and Xie Yuling returned to school together.

Everything was developing in an orderly manner.

Of course, only seemingly so.

Arriving at the classroom, Chu Miaomiao and Jiang Yunlu had already arrived.

"Lin Mo, Yuling! Morning." Chu Miaomiao took the initiative to wave her hand.

"Morning."

Lin Mo responded, and Xie Yuling also nodded. They each walked to their seats.

As soon as she sat down, Xie Yuling noticed something was wrong.

It was too quiet.

Usually at this time, Jiang Yunlu would have already sidled up to Lin Mo, chattering away to share interesting things from last night or complaining about other matters.

But today, from the moment Lin Mo entered the door until now, she only glanced up quickly, then swiftly lowered her head without saying a word.

She only stiffened her shoulders imperceptibly when Lin Mo passed by, then gripped her pen tighter, staring intently at the workbook in front of her, as if there were some peerless cultivation method written on it.

This wasn't quite right.

Xie Yuling remained calm and collected. A wisp of divine sense quietly probed out and landed on Jiang Yunlu.

She didn't detect any small movements of peeking at Lin Mo.

This... how is it just like herself, as if she is sulking?

Xie Yuling couldn't figure it out, but she still suppressed the thoughts in her heart, just silently observing the changes between the two.

Not just her, other people in the class also noticed this bizarre scene.

Zhou Nianqian and Ye Minghui in the back row exchanged a look of tacit understanding.

One of their targets was Jiang Yunlu, and the other was Xie Yuling.

Now these two seemed to have fallen out with Lin Mo.

Wasn't this their chance?

"Old Zhou, look! That kid Lin Mo seems to be hated! It's a chance!" Ye Minghui lowered his voice, so excited he almost snapped his pen in half. "Now is the perfect time to steal the base... ahem, build friendship!"

Zhou Nianqian, however, shook his head with feigned profoundness and pushed up non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"No, no, if you rush up now, your intentions will be too obvious, which will instead arouse Lin Mo's vigilance."

"Then what should we do? Just watch?" Ye Minghui was anxious.

"Stupid!"

Zhou Nianqian wore an expression of 'this child cannot be taught'. "Think about it, Lin Mo is leaving soon. If we jump out now and happen to provoke him, making him repair his relationship with them before he leaves, then what are we? The best wingmen? Stepping stones for love?"

Ye Minghui was dumbfounded listening to this.

Zhou Nianqian proudly raised his chin and continued his lofty speech:

"The art of war says, to catch something, first let it go. We have to wait. Wait until Lin Mo leaves completely, when their hearts are at their emptiest and most in need of comfort. Then we step in with pure classmate friendship, moisturizing things silently. By then, are you still afraid there won't be a chance?"

"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!" Ye Minghui suddenly understood, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Zhou Nianqian.

And Lin Mo, as the center of the storm, naturally also felt this low air pressure.

But he didn't take the initiative to seek out the two girls, just letting them ignore him.

There were only a few days left before going to Tianjing, so he still had to solve the remaining problems.

For example, having Yanhuang Awakening announce the situation of the Situ family.

The main point was that the old patriarch of the Situ family broke through to the Heaven and Human Realm, but suffered qi deviation and absorbed the lifeblood of the entire clan.

Finally, he was dealt with by the consultant of Yanhuang Awakening's Yangcheng Branch.

This matter wasn't considered a secret even within Yanhuang Awakening.

Naturally, someone would leak it to the Hidden Sects.

The Hidden Sects lost an aristocratic family force overnight, but they could only watch from afar.

After all, the Hidden Sects were not a monolithic entity. With the Situ family fallen, there were plenty of people who wanted a piece of the freed-up profit cake.

Who would fight to the death with a behemoth like Yanhuang Awakening for a completely dead family?

Therefore, the Situ family's blessed grotto-heaven was directly confiscated by Yanhuang Awakening.

It was roughly equivalent to Yanhuang Awakening doing nothing and getting a blessed land for free.

Most importantly, Yanhuang Awakening didn't have to take the blame for this.

Because the grand array did indeed exist, and everyone was drained of their lifeblood.

It could even be said that it already fell within Yanhuang Awakening's jurisdiction.

And Situ Aoshi was directly classified as a great demon.

So after the patriarchs of the various families in the Hidden Sects learned of this, they had no way to investigate, or even ask what had happened.

After all, it was really just a matter of two days.

Plus, the Hidden Sects were not completely interconnected, so ultimately all the benefits went to Yanhuang Awakening.

Of course.

Lin Mo of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect also began to appear in the sights of the various families of the Hidden Sects.

As for Zhang Gonglian of Longhu Mountain knowing about this, he just sent Lin Mo a thumbs-up emoji and said nothing more.

Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this abstract Heavenly Master.

He just walked out of the school gate at noon, casually took out his phone, and made a call.

"Hello! I am Lin Mo. Go tell Gongsun Buzhi for me that I have already annihilated the Situ family. Your Gongsun family better behave. Don't stick your hands into Yuedong Province for no reason, otherwise, however many come, I will chop them down!"

Gongsun Ang on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment.

"No wait! Who the hell are you!"