What kind of master-disciple relationship is this?!
Mo Shangying kept calling him "Master" in an overly affectionate tone.
Yet, at her core, she remained the same mischievous troublemaker.
Lin Yu couldn't help but wonder—
Did Shangying have some special mission to complete today?
Lost in thought, Lin Yu quickly pulled up her personal information panel:
[Mo Shangying]
[Age: 20]
[Sect Status: Elder of the Array Formation Hall, Traitor of the Celestial Secrets Pavilion]
[Intimacy Level with Host: 68% (Sixth Realm, Heart Aflutter)]
[Number of Dao Companions (Soul Cultivation/Body Cultivation): 0/1]
[Attribute Skill: Reverse Dao Physique (Further details currently unavailable)]
[Other Information: (Host’s status too low to access)]
[Current Missions:]
[Battle of Array Formations (Urgent Mission): As fellow geniuses of array formations, a showdown is inevitable. Since the elder refuses to reveal their true identity, the host must continue representing the sect’s prestige.]
[Divining Fate (Daily Mission): The heavens’ secrets are unfathomable… (Predict the next soccer match).]
[Hidden Ailments (Daily Mission): The elder, whose cultivation postures are peculiar, rarely leaves the hall… (Massage therapy).]
At first glance, the information panel revealed nothing unusual.
The two daily missions were identical to before.
The modified urgent mission was also just a continuation of the previous "stand-in" task.
"Master, judging by your reaction—hehe—you’re shocked, aren’t you?"
"Let’s not drag murder into our relationship, okay?"
"Our appointment next Thursday stands!"
"Oh, and I’ve already pulled your medical report from the hospital."
"Congratulations—you’re perfectly healthy!"
Mo Shangying spoke with an air of nonchalance.
The position she and Lin Yu were in right now was downright scandalous.
The only reason he hadn’t cracked yet was thanks to the severity of criminal law.
After his hospital check-up that morning, the doctor had said the results wouldn’t be ready until tomorrow at the earliest.
But when you’re a top-tier hacker, things move a lot faster.
Hell, she was quicker than the hospital itself!
"Rebellious disciple, so you dragged me in here just to tell me the plan hasn’t changed?"
Lin Yu frowned as he spoke.
If that was really all, he’d have to teach her a little lesson before leaving.
As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Mo Shangying—whose legs were already short—wriggled even closer…
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Again?!
Were you worried the positioning wasn’t precise enough?!
Summer clothing was thin—there was barely any barrier at all!
Yet, after making her move, Mo Shangying playfully kicked at Lin Yu’s back with her foot.
"Master, I think my legs are suffering from serious occupational hazards!"
"I haven’t gone out in ages, and after walking so much yesterday, my legs feel like they’ve abandoned me."
"This afternoon, to help you get close to Maomao, I’ll probably have to walk miles and miles more."
"Erm… and then there’s dealing with those two creeps who have ill intentions toward Sister Qimeng—that’s definitely going to require my effort too."
"Master, don’t you have some kind of miracle solution to make my legs feel better?"
Lin Yu: "…"
Got it.
Now he understood everything!
She was fishing for a foot massage!
Talk about going through hoops just to get what you want.
After all that circling, this was what she was after.
At this point, she might as well have written "This General Has Rendered Meritorious Service" and "Will Charge Through Fire and Water in the Future" on her forehead.
Lin Yu reached behind him and grabbed Mo Shangying’s restless foot.
"I could do it, but can you handle a continuous session?"
"Last time, you didn’t even have the strength to make a sound."
Hearing Lin Yu’s agreement, Mo Shangying leaped up in excitement, her eyes sparkling with confidence.
"That was just an off day! This time, I’ll definitely hold out!"
"Master, whatever special techniques you’ve got—use them all on me!"
"I won’t make a single noise—if I do, I lose!"
Lin Yu: "…"
When it came to flirty banter, few in his circle could rival Shangying.
Her words never held up under scrutiny.
Even the most mundane things took on a suggestive tone when she said them.
Over the past couple of days, he’d asked quite a lot of her.
Aside from completing the daily mission, this foot massage could count as a little reward.
She did have a point, though.
With such a long road ahead, who could refuse having a top-tier hacker by their side?
Seeing Lin Yu’s expression soften, Mo Shangying quickly arranged herself on the bed in a familiar pose.
"Master, come on—I’m ready!"
She rubbed her hands together eagerly.
Lin Yu cracked his knuckles.
He could only hope she’d still be this lively once the massage was over.
"Oh, right, Shangying."
"Did you look into that local girl hanging around Maomao?"
"What’s her deal? Who is she?"
He’d mentioned it yesterday, but now that he thought about it—there’d been no follow-up!
Mo Shangying scratched her head awkwardly from her lying position.
"Master, you saw how far the hotel was from the café yesterday."
"And the girl was wearing a wig—that blurry face… it’s tricky, okay?"
Lin Yu: "???"
Tricky?
So you just didn’t do it?!
He’d been counting on knowing his enemy to stay ahead of the game.
And now he still had no clue who this person was!
"Why not start with Maomao instead?"
"Find out where she’s staying, who she’s with, what she’s doing."
"You’ve doxxed her before—shouldn’t that be easy?"
Mo Shangying, however, shook her head with a troubled expression.
"After our mutual doxxing contest last time, we made a gentleman’s agreement."
"No more investigating each other’s private info in any form."
"So, Master, using the stinky cat as a lead is a no-go."
Lin Yu: "…"
Damn it!
Since when were hackers so principled?!
Aren’t they supposed to dox your entire family at the slightest provocation?!
Noticing Lin Yu’s displeasure—and fearing her massage might be canceled—Mo Shangying hurriedly added:
"Master, it’s not too late to investigate now, right?"
"Any little clue—a phone number, a name… anything at all."
"The moment I pick up a lead next door, I’ll feed it straight to you through the earpiece!"
"Give me three minutes, and I’ll have her entire profile!"
This reassurance did a lot to placate Lin Yu.
What else could he do?
He didn’t know the first thing about hacking—he couldn’t do it himself.
As for his frustration…
Well, he’d just have to take it out on his rebellious disciple during the foot massage!
"Shangying, stay right where you are."
"I’m going to fetch some oranges…"
"Orange essential oil. Be right back."
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